There you are,..
Wise words shared with me
many years ago
While I was running the dance and drama program
at a girl scout camp
(shut up, stop laughing, I was a flipin' girl scout when I was 19)
On our "off" time
The Specials, the activity leaders
would get time to chill in the bunks and so forth,...
And this hippie chick and I were chattin'
I think I was blah blahing about wanting to get away
move to Europe and meet an Irish man,..yummmm
but she kinda stopped me in my daydreaming tracks
when she was like
Where ever you go, there you are
and it hit me like a ton o bricks
I might try to flee but in the end , I will catch up to myself
and whatever I might be running from
It will ring the bell at my front door
I know my crap will follow me
or at least linger in the shadows
So now it is about
looking good will carrying baggage
at least I didn't leave it at the airport,...
I guess what I am trying to say
is I do my best to juggle my junk
running away sounds like an awesome idea,.....
but then I would find myself with wind blown hair
and that doesn't look good on anyone ;)