"Do you ever feel like running away?"
"Of course... Sometimes I feel like I want to run away from everything."
"I remember having that feeling once when I was at the Daisy Hill Puppy Farm... I climbed over the fence, but I was still in the world!"

I wanted to run away from everything but I wanted to run towards something too. Don't you see, dear, how it was?

Treading along in this dreamlike, illusory realm,
Without looking for the traces I may have left;
A cuckoo's song beckons me to return home;
Hearing this, I tilt my head to see
Who has told me to turn back;

But do not ask me where I am going,
As I travel in this limitless world,
Where every step I take is my home.

I ran away into the dark, laughing so hard I feared I might rupture myself.