The Way of the Wild Horses

Oh to be free. 

All I want is to disappear. 

Go some place where no one knows my name. 

Be someone else. Someone better. 

Maybe then, I'll finally be worth something to someone. 

Today I took a step backwards and made a phone call. 

I wanted to talk to someone who had a spirit like mine. 

Someone who hated being comfortable. 

Committed. 

Here is what he told me. 

"You, like me, my dear are meant to go the way of the wild horses. Always moving never settling down." 

He made a valid point. 

I started to think about how great it would be just to go, be gone. 

Start fresh, somewhere new, maybe make a new identity.

A place where I didn't have to be me. 

Someone better.