My drive to nowhere.

Have you ever got into your car with no idea where you were headed? Not because you were shaky on some directions or were going to a new place. But because you actually had no destination in mind at all. That's what I did this evening- here's the story..

I love rain- I do. But I have really had enough of it already. It's just now Spring and I want to enjoy the sunshine. Today was so mundane (that's a horrible word, I know. But I really didn't have another one..).  My first class was canceled, so I laid in bed too long. My next two classes were excruciatingly boring (as usual), so I didn't pay attention. It was upper-body day at the gym, so it was short. My plans for tonight were canceled. I tried to read a book on the couch but fell asleep. I made rice and caught up on Grey's. Derrick and Meredith getting engaged was the highlight of my day up to that point. I had to do something- anything. So I walked out to my car and cranked the engine.

I had no idea where I was about to go but I had to go somewhere. I took an instinctive left out of the parking lot and headed east. I drove through Little Five and took another left. I passed Clothing Warehouse where I bought my Members Only jacket and also where I met Jon Foreman. Easily one of the greatest moments of my life. I drove by Wax-N-Facts where I fell in love with vinyl. Further down Moreland- oh yeah, Moreland. Moreland Avenue has plenty of memories of it's own. My first drive-in being one. Anyway, further down Moreland I crossed a road called Fairview. Fairview was the name of one of the first bands to give me a shot (no pun intended). Really nice guys- I'll never forget them. Then I came to Ponce de Leon Avenue. I remember being so perplexed by that road when I first moved to Atlanta. It's nice finally knowing how to use it. Moreland has turned into Briarcliff by now and soon I passed a little BBQ place on my right. "Dusty's Barbecue" to be exact. The sign claimed it was "an Atlanta tradition" and I decided to test it. Good not great. I pulled out of the parking lot and spotted a QT across the road. Memories came flooding back of this pretty neat boy who got me hooked on their slushies. The stop we made that I remember most was on the way back from seeing Cartel at the 40 watt. I followed Briarcliff another few miles until I recognized something else. A restaurant called "Lettuce Souprise You". That same boy and I made fun of that back around Christmas when we were at the Dollar Tree close by getting stuff to put in out OCC shoe boxes. A little more driving and I ended up on Ponce again. I passed a man who put down his bag so that he could break out a little dance on the sidewalk. I turned left on Monroe and decided to pull into Trader Joe's. I walked past some fresh-cut daffodils and felt a strange urge to buy some. I didn't, wishing that one day someone else would do things like that for me from time to time. At the checkout I added a bar of 72% dark chocolate at the last second (I couldn't resist). It's a good thing I did because when my cashier saw my total ($23.00) she rang a bell behind her and grabbed my wrist and led me to a wheel on the wall. She then told me to spin it. A little confused as to what had just happened, I gave it a half-hearted spin. It landed on a free bunch on bananas but she didn't like that. So she spun in until she was pleased with the result- a free bunch of daffodils. Haha. What are the chances? So now I'm sitting in my room, typing all of this out as if you care, and hoping my flowers will be bloomed by morning. That would be a great sight to wake up to.

So that is where my drive to nowhere took me.

I should really do that more often.

JK