Thursday, July 8, 2010


Yesterday was a ridiculously significant day: it marked 6 months from the very start of everything that happened this year and, in turn, marked the minimum length of time I would be restricted from driving.

Luckily, doc was kind (or I complained a lot about it, either way) and decided that it would be ok for me to drive since things seemed more controlled.

When I got the call, I didn't know what to do with myself. I knew I wanted to go drive somewhere RIGHT away, but didn't know where.

So I put my keys in the ignition, arranged my chair to my liking, and carefully selected what would be the anthem of this experience (an old favorite-Switchfoot's "Learning to Breathe"). By the time it got to the chorus ("I'm living again, awake and alive"), I was so excited to be actually driving, I didn't care where I went. I didn't care if I ever stopped driving.

Naturally, my heart led me down Elmwood and the official first place visited on my own with my new found freedom was Rust Belt Books.

From there, I hit up Half & Half Clothing Co, Clutch, Feel Rite, and Rite Aid (it was a "rite" kind of day!).

Mobility after 6 months of medical restrictions, forced dependence, and perceived isolation: Awesome!

Bonus: Submitting this to the author of The Book of Awesome and REALLY awesome!
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