I've carried pain around like luggage of the heart. The only difference between this baggage and travel packages is that there's nothing written on the ticket line for Destination.
I think that that is what got me thinking about escape first and foremost. It wasn't the pain, it wasn't the situation, and it wasn't them. It was the thought that I had so much promise… and yet here I was, standing still. I can't move on from here without dissecting every little part I play in the movement, you know me 
And yet, there was another problem in that. Moving on? I couldn't move because all of that luggage had weighed me down. Like tryi