We've all had those moments when we just want to pack our bags, hop on a plane and just get out of this darn place. When we were kids, it was a nice dream, just a cool thing to say, because we know we didn't have the means to do it.
Well, now that I'm at a point where I can actually do that (passport, check. money, check.), it sucks even more to know that I'm actually not ever going to do it. I've got the means, but I haven't got the guts. Rational Hozzy has got Irrational Hozzy chained and locked up. Irrational Hozzy can rant and thrash about and disturb the peace, but she ain't going anywhere.
Andddd... it seems I have started to refer to myself in two persons. You know I've just about had enough.
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