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So, last Friday (at least, I think it was last Friday...) I decided to finally take the bus home from 'work' instead of asking my parents to drive me home at rush hour. The only problem was that I'd never taken the bus from downtown before, so I really didn't know the stops, the routes, the times, anything, and I was just walking-blocks.

So there I was, wandering down East Washington in flipflops with no watch, almost no money and no phone. I'd seen a lot of buses go past me as I was going towards the Square, so I figured I might have missed the one I originally planned to catch.

Now, I'm an absolute control freak, especially in terms of my own goings-on, so I half expected to get really nervous. I hate being lost. However, I just kept going, jay-walked a little and hopped on the first west-bound bus I could find. By this point, I was pretty worn out and I didn't care that it was the wrong route. As long as it was headed in the right general direction, I figured it was better than walking.

After long ride with a talkative driver and several attempts at finishing a summary of I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings (failed, too bumpy), I got off at the transfer point and walked a half a mile home. It was a gorgeous day, and I was actually enjoying myself a lot. I haven't felt so free in a long time. I wasn't worried at all about how I was going to get home, what would happen if I didn't, I felt...independant, self-sufficient. I knew all I really needed were my own resources. It was awesome.

I realize how silly this whole thing might seem to most people, but it was a really comforting experience for me, made me feel like I'll be alright. It was like: "Holy s**t! I have options!!!". I'll just keep going, and I'll find a way to survive. If things don't go as planned, I'll close the gap myself. YEAH domokun .

Sorry, that didn't make much sense sweatdrop ...