Anyone who has worked the closing shift at a store has probably experienced it, that feeling of counting up the money and thinking “if I just took the money and ran, how far could I get before anyone found me?”
My mom gave me money for rent and food, and I am once again overcome with that feeling.
The urge to take the money and run, just go somewhere nobody knows me.
I won’t do it, but I wonder… What causes that feeling?
Why does it seem easier to hop on a train to nowhere than face my struggles?
I don’t know where the feeling comes from. Must be a form of escapism. I have this urge myself. I want to empty the bank accounts and disappear into the wilderness.
In my experience your struggles go with you and/or are waiting for you when you return. Plus, added bonus, you get new struggles.
I guess if you needed to get out of a situation and were committed to growth in a new place that might be promising. There is something to be said about a fresh start I suppose.