Anyone ever just gone to a station (or airport) and picked the first route out of there. So tempted just to pack up, lock up and bugger off.
But let's face it, I'd be dreaming about catching a plane to some foreign city, bumping into a handsome hunk, finding a cause that I could help in and making a living out of that, live happily ever after in a magical friggin fairy castle.
But knowing my luck I'd end up in Blackpool, being attacked by pigeons and getting chatted up by a junkie. And then miserably making my way home in a thunderstorm, half the journey in foot because I got mugged.
But FML, I am so fed up of the monotony, I'm tempted to try it anyway.
Anyone else ever given it a bash? Just gone for it and left? Or any other fellow dreamers about?