On a jet plane!
I am convinced I have used this title before. Nevertheless. I am leaving for the unwified airport in about 30 minutes, there to be on a plane for about a quarter of a day. I *do* know when I’ll be back again: maybe tomorrow, but certainly Monday. And back on this continent on Sunday next.
I hope that getting away will also involve getting away from depression, for a little, but historically that has not been a particularly effective method for me, while away or back. I have a post in the works about escape from depression by leaving; this might end up mixed with my post about homes which I have been thinking about for months now. I really want to write them, only without the effort: I really want to have written it/them.
I think I am avoiding movement, getting things done: life. I am less okay than I let on.
August 15th, 2005 at 2:42 am
On a jet plane…I’m leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again…
When I was about 5, my parents used to travel to Europe a lot…without me, alas. My mom would always sing that song to me before she left. It still kills me.
August 15th, 2005 at 12:32 pm
Please do post about getting away from depression by leaving, b/c that is my preferred method. I always interpret it as meaning that my depression is place-bound, but maybe not?
I’m right there with you on avoiding and not being as okay as I let on. It sucks. Someday it’ll be as okay as we pretend, if we just keep on trudging forward.
August 16th, 2005 at 12:02 am
Wolfangel,
I miss you! I hope you are okay.
Shrinky
August 16th, 2005 at 2:19 pm
Dr. B, I will. Probably next week. I do believe in place-based depression, but generally, it is not my problem, so the idea of running away never much appeals, and when I do, I just come back and it’s all there but worse.