Running Away
Missed Connections in NYC
Running Away
All my life, I have been running away..
away..away
then…
I realised,
I am actually running toward
you.
Her Two Cents
This message from New York City made me wonder, is there any action that is truly one-directional (except maybe being born and dying)? When we remove ourselves from something causing discomfort, are we simultaneously moving in the direction of feeling better? If we escape into the clouds thinking it offers comfort, what happens when we discover it’s an illusion of air and water?
