As I sit and watch the world go by, I dream of escape and of running away;
to a place where no one knows me, a place to be free.
I watch the people come and go, and think how great it would be to have no weight to hold you down, to flit around the world like a leaf caught in the wind.
But then I look back and realise just how sad I would be. I love this place too much, and everything and everyone that goes with it. As soon as I left, I’d be running back, holding on with all my might.
Perhaps we all need those dreams of escape, perhaps they’re part of what makes life great.
Oops! A few more than three lines… I got a bit carried away!
Thanks, Sonya, for the prompt, and Glen Finnan for the photo.
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Very touching.
Thank you 😀
The weight to hold us down or lifting the weight to have us blowing in the wind…I love the contrasting positions and had never thought of dreams in that way – the conflicting force between what keeps us grounded and what lets us fly. Powerful.
Thank you ☺ the image really got me thinking about how we all love to get away but love to return, and that got me onto the idea that a dream can both ground and free you.
Thanks for reading 😀
That’s so very true! Well done — I love it!!