I wish I could fly to some far away place where I don't know a single soul. (As long as it's near the beach.)
I wish I had flown away earlier. Maybe I could have spared myself of all the crap.
Then again, merely wishing about the past never did anyone much good. Now I look to the future, and boy, will I fly to destinations that I only used to dream about. Never mind that it's not gonna be one of those Branson vacation packages. As long as I am free to do what I want to do - all I need is my backpack, my laptop, and a couple of good books.
Things are really shaping up, and I am determined not to let anyone capitalize on my overactive sense of right and wrong. Gone are those days when people can manipulate me into doing what they want simply by playing on my conscience. Yeah, I was - and still am in some ways - a wuss. But, I am my own person now, and I shall go find my own path. Happy trails to me! :D