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Sometimes when I'm driving along the freeway I want to pull off and get out of the car and start running through the fields of flowers, and lay down in the flowers and not go back to work. Today I felt it so strongly. I always thought I would do that one day. What if I live my life all the way through and never do?

This is one of those days I feel like I belong to home, to the outdoors, to my writing and inner world, not work. I have a same mood that I had a few years ago in Product Safety, when I just wanted to run away. Back then I wanted to move to Austin, buy prairie dresses and work in a coffee shop. Actually I am wearing a vintage prairie dress today, so the inspiration partially came through.

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