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I can’t believe I’m actually here. I am really sitting on the subway in New York City. My family doesn’t know where I am. I just got dressed two days ago, grabbed my purse, keys and all the money I could get together and I just drove away. Of course, once I got close to New York I had to sell my car. I was way too scared to even consider driving in to the city. I’ve never been to New York City before, but I’ve always heard the driving is torturous, so I didn’t want to risk it.

Why did I leave? Well, mostly because I just needed to get away. My family was suffocating me. I had the same mundane existence I’ve had for four years. I get up, get dressed, go to school, come home, do my homework, eat dinner then go to bed. The next day I would do it all over again. With college it was the same thing and I was going crazy. My dad calls me his little princess and my mom has always kept me at arm’s length. I can’t be who I want to be or do what I want to do. My major in college is nursing because that is what my mom thinks I would be good at. I hate nursing! I can’t stand the site of blood and I don’t want to see people hurting.

So, here I am, sitting in a subway on my second day in this great big city. I’m a little nervous, but who wouldn’t be? I am thinking about trying out for a play, or auditioning or whatever they call it. Maybe later. Right now I need to find a steady job, one that can help me pay the bills. I saw a help wanted sign in the window of a book store and that’s where I’m headed now. I’ve always loved reading. Getting away from my world, my existence, seemed to be my goal every day of my life.

I asked the lady behind the counter at the Bunches of Books store I just walked in to about her help wanted sign. It’s a cute little store, plenty of books, a children’s section with bean bag chairs and toys and a comfortable little coffee shop in the back.

The lady behind the counter asked if I have ever worked in a coffee shop. She is a nice looking lady, not a knockout, but attractive. She reminds me a lot of my mom.

Uh oh! I’ve never worked in a coffee shop, but I’m a fast learner. I’ve always loved reading. I’ve read everything from Dr. Seuss to Dostoyevsky. I explained this to the lady, hoping it would be enough. She must have taken pity on me because she hired me on the spot. She gave me the address to a school I would need to attend for two months. She said I would need to learn the art of being a barista.

One month later and I’m going to school and work, coming home, doing homework, having dinner and then going to bed. I can’t be who I want to be or do what I want to do.

Maybe it’s time to call mom and dad.

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Life seems to want to send you on a detour when you least expect it…or want it!
Over the past year or so, my life has been one large detour consisting of moving, businesses opening and moving, businesses growing, kids, school and more.

I regret that I haven’t taken but a few moments each week to update this blog. What a story this last year would have been!