Escapism

So I went to bed at about one plus just now. Somehow something kept me from drifting into sleep. So I woke up. The random issue that got me all awake was the issue of escapism.

Yes how often have we escaped from the things in life? From the small and trivial to the large and catastrophic, how often did we choose to run away from the issue; move it down the priority list to be dealt with; or simply just forgetting all away it? It is just one form or the other. Perhaps, just perhaps sometimes we felt that it is less cruel to simply run away than to face the issue at hand.

Actually this is not all that I want to say. The sister post is elsewhere. Sorry. Time to head back to bed.