Have you ever wanted to run away? Truly run away from it all? From your fears, your failures, your insecurities, maybe even your dreams... or perhaps from yourself. I have—many times. In fact, every single day, every damn hour, every damn second I realize I'm still me. But here’s my advice: stop trying. You can run, run from everything, but at some point, you’ll always collide with yourself—and you’ll never stop fleeing. At least, that’s what I believed… until the day I ran away to a world where I could never find myself again.