I am lacking definition.
My body is certainly lacking definition.
Not to mention my love life.
My career? No thank you.
Sometimes this gets me down. But then I remember there is Someone who defines me and I feel a lot better.
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Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
Driving Miss Megan
Driving in the Bay Area brings back not-so-fond memories of driving in Los Angeles.
Last week I found myself unintentionally heading toward San Francisco, when my plan was to go in the completely opposite direction.
At first I blamed Google Maps, and was formulating the angry letter I was going to pen them, but later I realized it was my own fault for not writing down the directions correctly. Hate it when that happens.
Fortunately, I remained calm as cars swarmed the lane for the Bay Bridge I was in, making the wait to cross it longer and longer. I even got an appreciative wave from one guy I let in front of me. (I am a big fan of the appreciative wave.)
So I just waited and waited. Luckily I had some cash to pay the toll, and before I knew it, I was headed into San Francisco. Aaaahhhh!!!!
There was no turning back, unless I wanted to drive into the Bay. So I just kept going. Once I saw some exits, I debated, Left or right, left or right. I opted to go where less people were headed.
Exiting, I swooped back around and headed right back over that bridge. It was a quick trip into the city, and now I know I can get there if I really want to.
They say it's good to face your fears, and in this case, maybe they were right, but it really is my intention to never ever ever drive in that city. (Again.)
Last week I found myself unintentionally heading toward San Francisco, when my plan was to go in the completely opposite direction.
At first I blamed Google Maps, and was formulating the angry letter I was going to pen them, but later I realized it was my own fault for not writing down the directions correctly. Hate it when that happens.
Fortunately, I remained calm as cars swarmed the lane for the Bay Bridge I was in, making the wait to cross it longer and longer. I even got an appreciative wave from one guy I let in front of me. (I am a big fan of the appreciative wave.)
So I just waited and waited. Luckily I had some cash to pay the toll, and before I knew it, I was headed into San Francisco. Aaaahhhh!!!!
There was no turning back, unless I wanted to drive into the Bay. So I just kept going. Once I saw some exits, I debated, Left or right, left or right. I opted to go where less people were headed.
Exiting, I swooped back around and headed right back over that bridge. It was a quick trip into the city, and now I know I can get there if I really want to.
They say it's good to face your fears, and in this case, maybe they were right, but it really is my intention to never ever ever drive in that city. (Again.)
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