Running away from Home

I recently have thought about running away from home.  Not that I don’t like my family.  They are great! My mom can drive me a little crazy. That is what they are there for. I get to do anything I want. Stay up as late as I want.  It is just the pressure of growing up.  I mean, can’t there be another way? I want to curl up into a ball and let the world pass me by.  Oh well, at least my birthday is coming up.  50 here I come!

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