Just want to disappear?

Just … take off. Maybe with a destination in mind. Maybe with no destination … just … flee.

Forget about everything that needs to be done or isn’t being done. Forget about everyone who wants something from you or expects something or has let you down.

Or maybe, you’ve let them down.

And you think … if only … I could just leave … even for a day … and come back … everything would be fine. More than fine.

That’s how I’ve felt all day today … and the thing is … I don’t completley know why. Yes, there’s been a couple curveballs. But all in all, it’s been a good day.

I mean, I started this day off with a French Crawler … talk about some serious happy goodness right there … yet, there is this part of me, that wants no responsibility today.

Who desperately wishes she was in France. Sitting in the Luxembourg Gardens. Not doing a single damn thing. Except maybe sipping a hot café. Have my feet propped up on a chair.

Watch the Parisian world go by.

I’m trying to bring myself out of France and back to here.

To enjoy enjoy enjoy. And enjoy some more. More French Crawlers. More of any little thing that adds to the joy.

I know disappearing isn’t an answer … but sometimes … it just feels like it would be … momentarily.