Flight

There are problems lurking around every corner...

Social problems, financial problems, intellectual problems...

It doesn’t matter...

If one problem seems to be solved, the next one appears...

And those are the times, the times I want to flee it all...

When I want to flee reality...

When I want to live in a world designed only for me...

A fantasy world...

A world where no one can follow me...

Simply me and my mind...

Where everything is buried in oblivion...

Often I don’t manage to drift off but sometimes I do...

It’s wonderful and peaceful...

Just me, no one else, but still, I’m not lonely...

But I can’t tell anyone exactly where I am...

It would destroy the magic...

And sometimes even I don’t know where I am...

Just one more minute...

But then, suddenly, I’m back in reality...

It’s like waking up from a long, nice dream...

But it was no dream, it was a deliberate flight...

The harsh world catches me in the end...

12/10/2011