To prove the randomness of my existence in this city, I spent today driving -- like for 4 hours. Anyone who knows me knows that I don't like to drive -- I only learned when I moved here and the whole time I was here I never bought a car. But I rented one this weekend so I could run some last minute errands. I drove all the way north and then west and then to Mount Charleston. I only turned around when I got so high up that Hot 97 stopped coming in clear. It's true -- a long drive will clear your head.
Here's are the things I was thinking about that kept me driving for so long.
1) I'm going to miss Las Vegas
2) I have to stop letting what other people think about me define me.
3) Somehow I have given people the impression that hurting my feelings is impossible. Not only is it possible -- it happens a lot.
4) Beating myself up because someone doesn't like me is the same as getting mad when it rains -- it doesn't do any good because it's out of my control.
I didn't expect to leave Vegas this way. I expected to be happy that I was moving on to this great opportunity and a little bit sad about the friends and job that I'm leaving. Instead I feel like shit and all I want to do is take a very long nap. But I'll bounce back -- I always do.
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