We always seem to have one foot out the door, with everything that we do in life. Coming up with escape routes, devising back doors, mentally pulling us away from any given situation. Formulating plans of flight or just in turn, giving up completely. Given multiple chances of staying around, but too afraid of messing up a good thing…. leaving our problems in the dust as we keep running. Anxiety eats us up whole. Anxiety of fleeing from our issues scared of it chasing us. Eventually catching up to us. Letting go of all responsibilities and priorities to just disappear. Away. Anywhere, but here. Leaping from one opportunity to the next never slowing down. A rush. Just a simple game of cat and mouse. Dread building up from the pit of our stomachs filling us to the brim with apprehension. Awaiting for the inevitable. When the cat swallows us whole.
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