A Runaway
August 31, 2008
Saturday
I have been sitting in this seat since 8 am and it is now 11 am. I finished my blueberry muffin about an hour ago. There are still a few sips of (by now) cold coffee in my large cup, and it is the lull between the morning crowd and the afternoon crowd. But I don’t want to go home. I can’t bear to go to that place now, but I need to. I need to go to sleep. I need to return to my love seat and curl up. Yes, I just woke up a few hours ago, but I don’t want to think any more today, and besides, I hardly slept last night.
I feel the need to do something adventurous. I would get another ear piecing, but I hardly wear two earrings. I would get a hair cut, but I like my hair style. I would go shopping, but I had $1,000 of car repairs last month and the girls are going to need back-to-school clothes. I would get a pedicure and manicure, but I don’t have the patience to sit for 45 minutes looking at my nails. Maybe I’ll go for a drive. Head towards the Blue Ridge Mountains with the radio blasting. Yes, that is what I am going to do. I can sleep when I un-runaway.
I don't know how you do it every day.
Posted by: April | August 31, 2008 at 08:23 AM
My deadline is now November 6. The latest courtdate. And if nothing happens, as has been the case since the first courtdate (February 8), I think I really will runaway. I am getting myself ready to either get some justice or just say "that's it" and move on with my life.
I did go for the drive. It took two hours to get to the Blue Ridge Mountains and a sit on a soggy log to make me feel peaceful. It was a day that had both the heat of summer and the crispness of fall. A good in-between day that suited me.
Posted by: Laura of Rebellious Thoughts of a Woman | August 31, 2008 at 09:58 AM