280. A Far Away Place:
I wanted to run away to a far away place, somewhere in the mountains where it was quiet and had snow.
And no phone reception.
I wanted to hole up in the log cabin I’d envisioned and sit in front of the fireplace drinking hot chocolate and eating apple pie.
I wanted piles of pillows and blankets to keep me warm and in that safe cocoon I would stay until I’d worked out how I felt.
Actually, I knew how I felt and what I wanted but the depth of my emotions and needs terrified me and I didn’t quite want to deal with them just yet.
Then again, why was I trying to run away? I couldn’t. I was trying to run away from myself and that was impossible.
So there I was and there I had it. I was stuck here and I had to just face the problem like an adult.
That was difficult to do though because I still felt like a teenager who’d confessed her love for the first time.
Maybe we never really grow up.