I had always been intriqued by the idea of packing a bag, hopping on a cab and heading for the airport. Upon reaching the airport, I will whip out my credit card, book the next available flight and head there to hide for a few days. It was achievable in my younger, more impulsive days, except for one little problem. I just did not have the cash then. I always wonder where all these thoughts stemmed from.
For years, this thought never ever came back to me. But recently, just recently, I began to wonder again. Ten years down the road and the same thoughts surfaced. Who or what triggered these thoughts?
