From the archive

You're finally free. Why does it feel like this?

Having something to escape makes certain decisions very easy. You know what the problem is. You know what you're against. Even a bad day has a coherent explanation: of course you're miserable, look where you are. Then you leave, and the explanation leaves with you. There are still bills, dull afternoons, people who don't understand you, and a sink that needs cleaning. Except now you can't attach every disappointment to the same name.