At the age of 5 I packed my doll suitcase and ran away. Well, I only got to the top of our then dirt road when a neighbors dad said I had to go home.
So, I guess my answer would be a vagabond lol just a place to be alone and I actually found that for the better part of my life as a female up in the cab of my rig traveling through America, Canada and small parts of Mexico.
No wonder I was never happy running the road married, I wanted to be alone to see and experience it all I guess that would be the ultimate to run away, never to set down roots but then I would have missed so many moments that make me happy to remember today.
At Five
Daily writing prompt
When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?


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I have never known what I wanted.
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I ran away at 5 too! Dad caught me. He was in a car coming home from work!
It’s like that song…
You cant always get what you want, but you get what you need.
lol see that had we only been neighbors maybe we would have become Thelma and Louise :)
Hahahaha!
We would have gone on the road together! 😘
It would have been so much fun <3
I agree! Ever since I met you, I’ve thought of what it would be like to travel to Alaska in a big Rig! ✨🌸
Just amazing to see North America from an air ride seat sitting up above the traffic. So many times, I passed through Toronto <3
Sounds fab!!! 🌸X
I love this, Eunice. Sometimes what we wish for is not what we really need!
I know right! I had a good run if it all ends tomorrow.
Nice Truck!
Thanks, I hope the man who bought it in Tampa FL area made lots of money with it like I did.
:>)