Or Not

No more than six hours after I wrote that last blog, I was struck by the urge to jump in my car, and get the hell out of here.

Maybe someday, I’ll actually grow some guts, and go for it.    One day, maybe, I’ll pull a Kerouac, and I’ll just be gone.    I’ll pack up my car, head out, and return I don’t know when.

For now, I’m shackled by fear and student loan debt.

Fear not; I’m probably not going anywhere.

Author: peggyluwho

What do you want to know? I'm a California native, and right now, I live 6 miles from where I was born. I'm single. I'm a feminist.

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