to much
and suddenly it is to much. to much effort. to much traffic. to much pain. to much "I can't get out" and then it feels like you're trapped. Trapped in your home, your workplace, everything you love slowly turns into a cage you know you'll never leave, when you don't do it now. feel the sand under your feet, the breeze in your hair and the water touching you and your thoughts. I have to runaway. Just for a bit. Just until there is no more "feeling trapped", no more "to much."
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