February 18, 2003
Sometimes I want to disappear completely. To a place where loud noises do not make me jump and tremble uncontrollably. Where I don’t have to cap my evenings off with a strong drink to calm the jitters. Where I feel the wind in my face without it being tinged with the smell of sewage. The warehouses and cement sidewalks would be replaced by green fields and I could stretch my arms out as wide as possible without even coming close to touching any of the four walls surrounding me. I would be away in the realest sense of the word.