This poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay expresses my desire quite well, even if it's only sometimes a subconscious desire.from DEPARTURE
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
It's little I care what path I take,
And where it leads it's little I care;
But out of this house, lest my heart break,
I must go, and off somewhere.
It's little I know what's in my heart,
What's in my mind it's little I know;
But there's that in me must up and start,
And it's little I care where my feet go. . . .
