A Running Commentary

The Story of my Life....
When I was 4-ish, I decided to run away from home. It was not a decision I made lightly,
I had thought it out for at least an hour before-hand. I packed what I thought
I would need into my sister's blue humpty dumpty duffle bag, and headed for the
door. Of course my parents initially tried to talk me down, but when I was still
determined to leave they did the whole 'Okay, I guess we'll see you around sometime.
Take care!' thing. It wasn't until I was on my front lawn dragging my bag of stuff behind
me that my sister came running out shouting 'She only packed halloween costumes.'
You see, for some reason it made sense to me to pack halloween costumes.

I think this story, to this day, remains a metaphor for my life.
Interpret that as you will.