
I am so lonely here. I am adult enough to admit it. I do not know what in the world possessed me to tell Aspen, "Sure, send me to Florida for three months!" I suppose the instinct to keep my job is probably what dragged me some 1,400 miles from home. But it's hot, people are horrible drivers, there are huge bugs & gators & snakes & creepy crawly things...it's not so enjoyable. And right now, tropical storm Otto is sitting off the coast, making me contemplate jumping in my little rental Corolla & driving back home ASAP.
And I miss Michael. And Gabrielle. [And I have the inclination to start as many sentences with "And" as I can because every time I do I hear my fourth grade teacher in my head telling me not to do such a thing.] I'm not the type of person meant to be away from those I love.
I walked into a nightmare here. Don't get me wrong, it is absolutely beautiful here...but it's not home. Nothing here even reminds me of home. And all I want is to go home.

Life is great! Life is awesome! There are palm trees
everywhere!
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