written for the Daily prompt: If you leave
I have this fantasy that I’d like to not be where I am anymore. Sometimes I wish I was just an orphan with no human ties. No family weddings and funerals and formalities. I’ve never known how to act in awkward situations like comforting someone who’s experienced great loss. I struggle to say ‘I love you’ to my mother. Not because I don’t.
I have this fantasy to just find a way to leave here and go live somewhere natural and beautiful where there’s nothing much else around. No people.