“I want to stop running away from everything.I want to find something to run toward.”
“June is gone. For the first time, the enormity of that hits me. Every muscle aches, my heart most of all. I am throbbing with how much I miss her. It hurts worse than anything. I don't know how I'm supposed to be expected to live day to day carrying this kind of pain. I don't know how I'm supposed to go out there, spread her ashes, and let her go.I want to stop running away from everything.I want to find something to run toward.”
“Is it that I want to run away from what I have or do I want to run to somewhere or something else?”
“Am I walking toward something I should be running away from?”
“Sometimes...I just want to run away from it all”
“Sometimes, I just want to run away from it all - Fruits Basket”