I long to travel, to hit the open road & just go.
I yearn for this so much that it's a constant tugging at my Soul.
I stand still tho,
legs firmly planted in the goo & muck of fear,
that if I leave I will somehow lose the ones that I hold dear.
My children full grown now can't be packed up & dragged along- I believe that would be called hostage taking
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