cupid arrow's just for you

I've started writing short stories again, how incredibly creative about me.   All my stories seem to have the same sort of theme, though.  They are all in the first person, and a person suffers some sort of disaster so they then decide to take the next flight out of England and see what happens.   A few months ago it was a Bristol University student who felt disillusioned with life so fled to Mexico.  Now it's a currently underdeveloped character who's ended up in Sweden.  I don't know why I write these short stories, really.  It's not as if anyone will read them.  I remember my 30,000 word epic when I was 12 about a princess in the roman times who had an affair with a servant called "Bradus".  I clearly couldn't think of any names and liked a person called Bradley at the time, hahahahhaohgod.