Tuesday, May 25, 2010

What's in Your Bindle?

When I was a kid, I used to run away. Seriously. I'd actually pack a bindle like this one stitched by the talented Adam Moe.



I'd pack a book, a sandwich, and my yo-yo, and go hang out in the wooded area behind our neighborhood. Even when I was gone long after the sun went down, nobody ever missed me.

The urge to run has come back. When I get to the office in the morning, or when I am on my way home at night, I find myself thinking: "What if I just kept driving?"

But I don't have anywhere I could go. And there are some people who might actually notice. Besides, I don't even know what I'd put in my bindle.

Being a grown-up sucks sometimes.

6 comments:

Rosemoo said...

Bring your bindle and visit me and the puppy!!!!

Of course, I figure Jim would miss you after awhile, but you could definitely visit.

Maybe I should make adam lend me his miles to visit you!!!

:D

-moo

Mr X Stitch said...

You'd have to include a picture of the YLNT boys for when you got lonely. :)

beefranck said...

Rose: I am now daydreaming about visiting you. And I would love it if you came to see me! :)

Jamie: Oh, bit which one to choose? :P :)

As nerdily handsome and amusing they might be, I doubt pictures of strangers would make me any less lonely. I think that's a guy thing. :)

Giggly said...

Oh Beef, You just choked me up. I wish I could pack up a bindle and visit you. :) I know how you're feeling right now. I'll be thinking of you.

XOXOXOX

beefranck said...

Aw, thanks, Shannon.

So far so good, I've made it through the week being everywhere I need to be. :)

kym said...

that is really cute.