"She said I think I'll go to Boston...
I think I'll start a new life,
I think I'll start it over, where no one knows my name"
Yes, please.
I spent another weekend with Tyler. It was all good until today when the reality of going home and starting another week hit him. Poor baby...
But I'm sure the "loving" phone call from his mother didn't help, either.
But the way home was mildly peaceful. Just music, the two of us, and the lovely scenery that passed us by... AT 80 MILES AN HOUR. Yes. Tyler drove us home that fast. Like he couldn't wait to get rid of me. There were a couple times when I'd see a curve coming, hear his engine accelerate, close my eyes, and wait to crash. And sort of hope for it. Maybe then he'd learn his lesson.
And if anyone pulled out of somewhere and drive in front of us, he's push their rear-ends until they turned. We were flying. Which is only romantic if you're on the bow of the Titanic.
Back to the quote...
I'd rather like to run away. From work, school, Tyler, my family, my friends... All of it. But I'd take the Nissan, as it's much better on gas. I just might with some money I'm able to save up. But I don't know if I'd go to Boston. Probably New England, but maybe not Boston. I want a little town no one's heard of. That way, it's harder to be found. I'll crash in the car and work my hind-end off until I can find a place to stay on my own, or make a friend to stay with. I'd call in a few months.Maybe weeks. I'd at least let someone know where I was. Probably Mummy. She'd understand. I was to see the world. I want to do this on my own for a bit. I need to go explore and be lone before I settle down. I HAVE to do this. Some how. I just don't know how yet.
