The Great Escape...

...is something we all need


Life is all about stages. You were conceived in your mother's womb, you grew for the next nine months, you were squeezed out at the expense of your mother's pain/blood/tears/pespiration, you learnt to crawl, talk, write, read, throw tantrums. You entered primary school, then high school, then college, then university. And then after when you finally become an 'adult' they say "welcome to the real world" where responsibilities and hard work seems to be on the top of your list, and the only question you have is not 'when do i get married', or 'how do i pay the bills this month', but 'when did i grow old (and boring) this fast, and how do i make it stop??'


I'm not saying we should be bitter and dread about what's coming up in life. I'm not suggesting that we should hit up the bar and drown our sorrows and talk about our secret pain over cheap peanuts. I'm saying we need to bust out the great escape. We need to do the things we've done for the past (insert number) years for one last time and make it memorable. And then just dropping it all. Leave it all behind and move on.

Yes, move on already. The real world awaits.