Something to escape

I truly believe that we all have something we do to escape. It can anything. Some people drink, eat, exercise, read, write, knit, paint, sleep, drive, take baths, watch movies etc. One can do these things to escape a number of things. Sometimes we do them to escape feeling. Sometimes we do them to lose ourselves in another world. Sometimes we create the world in which we want to escape. One can lose themselves in books, movies, sleep, stitches. Something that allows us to forget just for a moment something that plagues us. The loss of someone we love. The loss of something we have yet to even experience. We lose ourselves to not be alone. To hide even from ourselves truths which we cannot acknowledge. We lose ourselves because it is easier than to try for our dreams. If you never try you never fail. And failing is one of the worst pains. We lose ourselves so the life around us does not seep through. Because none of us truly wishes to experience the whole of ourselves. Thoughts that we keep even from ourselves. The things unsaid. The life we avoid. The things we place to try and fill it. Some are better liars having convinced themselves this is untrue. Could not possibly concern them. Yet, if breath is to be found in a body it is true. We all have things to uncover, discover, and recover about ourselves.