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My Not So Excellent Adventure

This afternoon I tried something new. Instead of sitting around here feeling like this apartment and everything I hate about being here is swallowing me whole I took a drive.

First I passed the hospital. I like to drive past it. In my head I whisper to it "You didn't get me you bastard." And if I am alone in the car I will flip it off just because I am insane like that.

Then I think of all the people just like me standing at the end of the hallway resting for a minute, faces pressed to the glass, watching the world pass them by, knowing they are helpless, thinking no one even knows they are there. To all of those people... I know you are there. I think about you everyday. I wish I could help you. My heart goes out to you. Don't give up. I was there and I made it here. You can too.

So I drove through Weston to Markham Park. I made a trip around the camping grounds to check out how many RV's were playing house and to smell the yummy smell of campfire in the Primitive Camping section of the woods. I took the kids into the hiking trails in the woods. I took a couple of pictures of them. Then as we were strolling down the path a huge raccoon peeked up over a fallen log in the path ahead. I figured it would get scared and just run off. It didn't. So we kept moving closer to it. It decided to jump the log and run straight at us looking rather threatening. I don't know if it had babies back there or what but it didn't want us there so we turned around and hauled ass out of there. How is that for our first family nature walk in the woods here?

So then I decided to go over to the beach and see if I could get some nice pictures of some sail boats. I have two words for ya. Spring Break.

While I was making my way up A1A through the madness, I rolled the windows down and opened the sunroof to let the feel and smells of the ocean in. At that point Hope lost her gum somewhere in her hair that was whipping around quite nicely. I calmly pulled over into a parking lot and wrapped a piece of paper around the mess so that more hair wouldn't get stuck in it before I could get her home. We came straight home so that I could get it out and give her another bath.

So much for just relaxing and going with the flow.

Posted by gwendolyn on April 16, 2003 at 05:27 PM