To Run Away or To Run Toward

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“You’re just running away” the proverbial You shouts.
Ok, well, lets run with that for a bit. That’s usually the cop out, the fear and (if unraveled deep enough) the longing. Many respond with a knee-jerk “No I’m not”, but why not own up to it.
Yes, I am running away.
Or at least we can say “I am running.” I am in movement against the inertia of externally imposed motion. Of frustrated motion. Of the treadmill of the wake-work-eat-sleep life that expends an enormous amount of energy yet doesn’t lead to anywhere I really want to go.

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