/lit/ - Literature

>>10642334
I really feel like just leaving my life, and traveling around the U.S. west of the Mississippi. Going camping under the stars every night, getting lost in the woods, just spending time with nature. Then when I have had my fill of the world returning to my old life, and look to see if anyone noticed I left.
For a reason I can't explain I imagine this journey ending in my death, though I do often think of suicide so its most likely related to this.