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I’ve checked out again
on the mint and creme airlines
A one-way ticket
No real plans

I farewelled myself briefly
Nothing big, I hate goodbyes

Made sure I’d packed my things

Existential dread
– check
Social anxiety
– check
Avoidant personality disorder
– check
– check

And while it was a relief to watch the flight depart…

I hope it’s nothing more
than a short vacation

I’d hate to lose myself
out there somewhere
and be left back here
at home

wondering what happened to me
for the rest of my days

Last time, at arrivals
I left my bags unattended
And somebody called in a bomb threat

I didn’t get my things
back for months

And I’m sure not everything was returned