The end of my job is near. I have endured more than I ever thought I would when I began. Even yesterday was enough to make me break down and cry in front of a crowd.
The lack of manners in the world is a really depressing thought. Please be kind.
I am sorry I haven't been loyal to my dream journal. Sometimes they are too detailed and complicated for others to understand.
I did have a rather simple one the other day. I somehow ended up in a car with a middle aged lady. We were in Alabama and driving in her Taurus. It was a clear Fall day and the radio was on low. I remember watching the passing cars and making small talk with the lady. She was heading home from work and she was unsure of where she lived. Yet, she was familiar with the route she took everyday. She could not recall where we were heading. No knowledge of the state or what town she lived in, but I continued to stay in the car. We were without a GPS and there were very few signs on the road. When we did see a sign with our current location, we were unable to read it because we were driving too fast. I began to feel a little flustered without a solid destination. I was actually trying to get to Mississippi. Time keeps ticking and we finally realized we were in Central Tennessee. I told her, 'Thanks for the ride, but I have to go to Mississippi." So we said a brief goodbye and I woke up.
This says so much about what point I am at in my life right now. I just want to go home, wherever that may be.
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