I Was a 30-Something Runaway

I am 36 years old, and I ran away from home.

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I am 36 years old, and I ran away from home.

I ran away from home.

I ran away.

No matter how I break it down, the truth is that I was breaking. I’ve been under an enormous strain lately, and it shows. I’ve barely touched the novel I’m writing. Even my blogging has taken a hit because I haven’t written as much as I usually do…