May 8th, 1987
Escape
I took the day off today because it was much too beautiful outside to stay in. Part of me feels guilty for lying to my boss about being sick but this felt necessary. So, I hopped in my car this morning and decided to drive to Halifax on a whim. It’s the advantage of having a reliable car for the first time in my life. Now I’m sitting in a strange city where I am no one and the freedom is intoxicating. The air is still pretty fresh today for May but the sun is out and there are no clouds in the sky. I’m beginning to doubt that my office job has anything real to offer me. I’m not always aware of how stifling the long hours are but now, in contrast with this radical freedom that I’ve stolen for myself today, I’m thinking it might be time I start planning my escape.