Running away from comfort or towards freedom?

A failed quest for freedom? When I was little, I wanted to run away from home. The first time I did this, I'd been told off by my mum. I put my dressing gown and a teddy into my lunchbox, walked up to the top of the road, and sat on a garden wall. My little sister came and told me that my mum wanted me, so I went home. I was so upset when she wouldn't let me back out. (As a mum now I can see why she didn't!) Photo by RODNAE Productions on Pexels.com I thought…

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