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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Last night, I just got in my car and started driving. I drove west, and then started heading south, making random turns, driving through whichever neighborhoods I happened to come across, no destination in mind. An hour later, I ended up in my own neighborhood, mere blocks from my house. Just goes to show that all roads eventually lead home.

I feel like going away. Running away from here to who knows where for who knows how long. I just want to get in the car and drive. Get out of the city. Not forever. Just for a while. I'm bored. I need a change of pace; a change of scenery. Besides, school starts on Wednesday. I can't leave forever! :o)

I always say I'm going to do something fun like that, but I always chicken out. I think, though, that I'm going to be a little kid. I'm going to pack my backpack with a change of clothes and as many milk and cookies as I can fit, pack my journals, pens, books, cds, and anything else I deem important, fill my car with gas, and just drive. I'll be back tomorrow or Tuesday, or whenever I feel like I've exhausted my adventurous streak. I'll be back when I've tricycled around the block enough times to realize that I'm not going to get anywhere and that home is really the most comfortable place after all. Because at home, at least the milk and cookies are warm.

So, here goes. It'll be an adventure; that's for sure! Who knows what I'll find, or where I'll go, but I'll let you know. Maybe. If it's good enough to talk about. Unless it's too good to share.

Don't worry. All roads lead home eventually.
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