5

I do feel more and more like running away. Running away together with the ones that I love and love me. Running away, but where? To another world. But another world within this world. An underground, the heart of a forest, the peak of a mountain, the ruins of an old civilization.

The act of running away, I start it from the inside. I claim the right to disengage.

I claim the right to do nothing.

I claim the right to redefine the road and the destination.

Maybe this isn’t a fight on reason. Maybe this isn’t even a fight on values or ethics. Maybe this isn’t a fight at all. Maybe this is an invitation to run away, be multiple, blend the real with the fantasy and ultimately, disappear.