I remember you told me a few years ago about a fantasy you were having when you were feeling lonely. You said you imagined yourself walking down a long road (and I think there were mountains in the horizon) with your backpack while listening to music. You said it calmed you. I remember telling you how beautiful your fantasy was.
I'm increasingly having the same vision these days. I have a feeling of departure, and it makes me calm too. I think I have a strong desire to leave. I don't know where. I just want to go.
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