This has just been one of those weeks. I've almost walked into my leasing office and bought out my lease. I have almost gone to Brazil. I have almost walked into my managers office and put in my two weeks notice. I have almost done a lot of things. Most of which seem like a great idea until I actually thing about the fallout that would occur. This is one of those weeks where I just want to get away. Go somewhere familiar to me, yet that still has places to explore and crowds to hide in. Where I can disappear and be forgotten about, where the people that I talk to don't know me and don't care about where I've been or where I am going.
The good news is that my washer is now finally working without leaking water, so at least I can have clean clothes should I ever decide to act out on my fantasy escape plan.
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