Not feeling it

I feel like going outside. Abandoning this indoor life and give in to the animalistic urges inside me pressing against the insides of my body, longing to break free. I suffocate, can't breathe and just want to escape. The dreams at night are hardly doing the trick anymore I need something more. Something bigger something which would actually make sense.

Tyler is right. The things you own end up owning you. This nesting of mine. I could just puke.

Run, Forrest, run! They're coming to get you! Don't let them get you down! Break free! Escape! Live!