Sometimes I think that I've reached a point in life where I could just up and leave everything behind, everything. Just travel the world, break all ties with anything and everything and just live by the moment, forever being alone. I contemplate it over and over, then I'd realize that I have a really good set of friends and family who make me realize I would miss them far far too much if I were to just leave. So I continue to trudge along, in this dull, but yet some how worthwhile life.