It's a disaster, a mess, a symphony, a masterpiece all rolled into one.

I have to escape.

I have to get put of here.

I need to actually listen to the things that I say when even I'm not paying attention.

Where to go? What to do?

Cuba? Puerto Rico? Mexico? France? Europe? Asia? Africa?

How far can I go? What do I need to make the distance real?

Close my eyes, take a deep breath...

Take the plunge...