Wrong Way Home
Tonight I enjoyed a night in with my friends Barbie and Dr. Smarty Pants over a chick flick and Grey’s Anatomy. After a good dose of girly giggles and wiseassness, I left Barbie’s apartment complex and began my way home.
Except at the intersection I turned right instead of left. I was driving toward my old apartment, the one I had shared with the ex-boyfriend for a year and a half.
SCREEEECH! go the wheels as I made a U-turn across four lanes of traffic.
This was not the first time I had made this same U-turn at this intersection on my way home from Barbie’s.
And this is where I am supposed to write some poetic and thought-provoking metaphor about making the wrong turns/fork in the road/two-steps-forward-one-step-back that essentially summarizes as “oh golly gee whiz life is full of so many wonderful lessons I could JUST SHIT BIG TURDS OF HAPPINESS!”
Oh that came out quite poetic after all.
