Sometimes you just want to run away, not to escape life, but to find it again.
Running away could be a solo trip miles away from home, where nobody knows you and nothing is expected of you.
Running away could be a solo coffee date, sitting quietly, letting your thoughts catch up.
Running away could be a crazy sprint in the gym with K-pop in your ears, letting sweat, noise, and movement carry everything out of your system.
Running away could be turning your phone on airplane mode for a few hours, not because you are ignoring the world, but because you are listening to yourself.
Running away could be a long walk with no destination, just you and the version of you that has been quietly waiting to be heard.
Running away could be journaling at midnight, writing things you would never say out loud, and feeling lighter with every sentence.
Running away could be singing karaoke alone in your room, no mirror, no audience, just joy that does not need validation.
Running away could be returning to something that once made you feel alive, even if you do not know why it stopped.
Sometimes running away is not about leaving. It is about coming back to yourself.
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