The Day I Ran Away From Womb

It was 42 years ago today that I decided to pack my bag and leave the first home I’d ever known.  I’m sure my mother was glad for me to go. Yes, it was a pretty sweet life I was leaving.  After all, free womb and board isn’t something to sneeze at. But, I was out-growing my environment and just felt it was time to see the rest of the world.