I’ve spent a lot of time in parking lots lately. I go do some chores or run around and when im done, I’ll often sit in my car listening to music or sleeping.
I’ve got a favorite spot in town right now. It’s quiet, off the beaten path and the view is killer. It’s great for catching a nap. I’m tired. Sadness makes you tired.
Yesterday was particularly harsh. I had multiple sads all stack up leading to an epic meltdown in my favorite lot. It was raining (why wouldn’t it be) and there was no one around. I think I needed it.
Afterwards I ate noodles at my Mom’s favorite place. I walked around town and chilled the eff out. In cried more. I met friends and walked more. I cried on my drive home. I didn’t stop and sit in anymore parking lots.
Bountiful Words, Beautiful World 