*Peeks sheepishly around corner* Hello, again! After a long period of awkward silence, I have returned. Life is a journey, folks, and sometimes the journey requires silence and solitude. Many events have happened, some funny, some happy, and some just down right horrible. Again, that's life.
I was in a car accident. Boom. Welcome to adulthood. As a result of the car accident, I gained bruises and lost my car. Wow. All of a sudden I find myself grounded. Ha. Grounded...because I'm on the ground..you get it. Anyways, I've never really been in this situation before. It's interesting because I've always glanced at people awkwardly half-running, half-walking across cross walks, and I've wondered to myself, "where are their cars? Who doesn't own a vehicle in this day and age?" Isn't it just so ironic that I am that person now awkwardly running, and I mean full on running because I have legs half the size of the average adult, across a cross walk.
Which brings me to say, Tulsa, MAKE THE WALKING PERIOD IN A CROSS WALK LONGER FOR THE LOVE OF ANYONE UNDER 5'6" WE CANNOT MAKE IT IN THE 3 SECONDS YOU GIVE US.
Anyways...so today I walked around the area I was in. I'm familiar with it, which is a great thing. I had just gotten some good news on the phone, and I decided I wanted a Starbucks. There is one a mile of where i was located. Brilliant! One lil ol' mile isn't anything. One mile in June isn't anything.
How innocent I was 21 minutes ago.
I began my one mile journey in the middle of the day. The sun was so warm and friendly...for 5 minutes. Some areas didn't have a sidewalk. So I trudged through grass that was as high as my hip. I tripped on hidden rocks. I got chased my an unidentified insect. But I made it to Starbucks. I went to the back, and looked at myself in a mirror. My hair looked like a mild version of Albert Einstein's, complete with a blade of grass sticking out of the top, a pleasant sparkling of perspiration coated my neck, and I had a wild look in my eyes, probably from widening my eyes too many times when I thought a car would plow into me at the "well-timed" cross walks.
And because of incurring adulthood expenses, I realize I cannot afford my shaken sweet iced tea. So instead I proudly order my Venti water. And let me tell you, this is the best dadgum water I have ever had in my life.
I'm looking forward to what else walking will bring into my life. I think we all could use a dose of humility in our lives. I know I need it. So for now, I'm going to sit in this Starbucks, wild hair and all, and drink my Venti water that I know I earned. Keep an eye out for more stories to come!
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