Like you have work the next day, or you're at work and bang out early, and just decided to take a little 3-4 day (long weekend) trip by yourself somewhere you've been itching to go? I'm totally like that right now. I'm not quite depressed, but I'm not quite having a breakdown either. I haven't taken a vacation (longer than a 3 day weekend from holidays) in 6 years. So it's constantly working, using vacation times up because I had no sick days (cheap-ass workplace), having too much work and just taking a check in the amount of unused time at the end of the year, or not having the money. I was gassing up the car today and was staring at the dash telling me I had 400mi to the tank. And I just sat there for a minute thinking "I could just drive 5 hours North, find a cheap motel off the highway and relax in the middle of nowhere." I'd have no plans, no real intentions aside from take some photos of this little slice of irresponsibility. I'd just be away from everything in the peace & quiet for a little while. The one place I'd really be set on getting to is the Lost River in NH which is about 3hrs away. This whole thing takes me back to when I was a teenager and we'd all pile into whomever had the biggest car (friends 89 Grand Marquis) and just drive to nowhere till 3am. I think I want to just relive that. Or just clear my head because I'm at a crossroads with myself right now of either staying in the graphic design field (which I don't mind, if I found a place that paid great) that I feel I'm falling out of love with. Or hitting the brakes and turn down the road where I get back into computer animation which I went to college for but never picked up because of shitty teachers. Because that's what's passionately burning inside me right now.