so many times... i ran i ran and ran.
i ran alone from my childhood home.
i ran from boarding school
i ran from crazed lovers and bitter exes
i grabbed my kids and ran.
zac left and i grabbed samantha and ran further than ever.
ive run so fast and so far. and now.
theres no one with me.
not really. the kids and i are close but they have lives.
my lives are scattered.
faded memories of steamy moments trickling out into the universe
from the minds of all my perverse liasons.
im struggling with this secret thing.
this hidden thing.
on one hand i can see where my life just played out that way.
(no wonder my mother wanted to lock me up!!!
Aha!!(big neon flashing light)
god damn. why did this never occur to me before)
now where was i?
this didnt go anywhere near where i intended.
