My Vacation...

[GreasyItalianPrincess]

I need a vacation. I need a vacation from humanity, and all that hypocritical bullshit that floats along with it. I need a vacation from the backstabbing, sublimating of guilt on to others, anger, loathing, rationalization, willingly being maniuplated by one while blaming another, sadly ironic, heartwrenchingly difficult to watch, and simply sometimes just too painful. I wish I could just tear out my eyes, my heart, my brain, instead of watching it all.

I need a break.

I need a beach...a beach where peoples piles of hurts and baggage are left back at the hotel, maybe even left back on the mainland. I need a place where drinks are served without tears, fears, guilt, or resentment. Where one can lay, listening to the ocean, and know that nothing careens from a blindside, or something does not fester unwatched.

People are invited, but not their scars, hurts, issues...where on that beach, we can simply lay about, drink, chat, without any concern. Not ulterior motives, agendas, or even their paranoia of that make-beleive of there being one just to think that they are someohow "that important". None of it. Just exist. Enjoy. At peace. Where laughter, experiences, and dreams can be shared.

I want to visit a place where peoples hopes and dreams are not destroyed by others blindly flailing their hurts and pain. I want a place where there is something called karma, justice, and truth. Where good things happen to good people, and where things work out for the best.

I need a vacation. I wonder what travel agent can send me to this Shangri-La. And what the cost? Because every day I don't get there, I feel deader and deader, my back heavier and heavier, and the damage I take seems to be more and more.