When I was small and things got rough I would dream about running away. It normally involved me making a great escape on a horse or a powerwheels car out into the wild where I would build this magical treehouse and live like the "Home Alone" kid.
These days for the heck of it I dream of running away, with my family of course. I think how nice it would be in a new state with new adventures. Chris and I could each get a simple jobs and live simpler (maybe even cut the cable... but not the internet of course). We could get a small quaint little home w/a picket fence and the kids could grow a garden (something that living in the desert doesn't provide)... maybe we could even get a horse.
Than sometimes I think maybe we should go back to the big city. We miss Las Vegas so much these days. I imagine we could do New York, London, San Francisco, etc. The adventures could be endless. But that would make less sense b/c living in this town is stressful enough and trying to make a great living in a big city would definetly lead to more stress. Unless of course, we won the million on Deal or No Deal ;)
Ultimately it is all silly. Our life here is good, albeit stressful, and I need to just count my blessings for all the great things we have going on.
Yet still that simple life in Mayberry sure does sound nice... especially with a nice ice cold cherry coke!