blindside

I am again surprisedby the inner strength I keep finding.
I was down and out today. VERY down and out.

I think I'm just too stubborn to give in to it. I just get angrier, and more determined....
Life will NOT get the best of me.

Will this fucking week ever end? Will I ever get my much-anticipated vacation? Will my boss ever unass her head long enough to realize she's bitching her way to one fewer employee?

I entertained the thought this morning that I could dell my house, for cash...and just fucking GO...till the money ran out.
Reality is a cruel mistress sometimes. I'd miss Grace immediately...
but like the song says
sometimes I feel I've got to
run away
(shoot me for quoting that song)

I have decided that early next year, I am packing up my friend Pete, we're taking a week off of work, and are driving to California. We have a friend that lives somewhere near Catalina Island. Tre trip would be kinda to go see him, but mostly just the trip itself..the freedom of the road. No fucking plan..just go.

For one week, I'll run away...pretend I'm young and irresponsible..heal my soul...and put a shitload of miles on my car


I just checked a map to see whereabouts it is. God bless I-10. After this trip, I can actually claim to have driven nearly the entire length of that highway...from one coast to the other.
How many of YOU can say that?