The Future Freaks Me OUT.
Not like.. finding a career and settling down with a man. That part will work itself out. The part that freaks me out is the part that's coming in oh, 9 days.
Boyfriend asked me to go to Utah for Thanksgiving. I've been to Utah before. The first time I was there, we were driving to Illinois. We stopped in St. George for gas, I turned my car back on and the A/C was broken. Yeah, I drove through Utah, Nebraska, Wisconsin, Iowa and part of Illinois with no A/C.... in July.
Last time I went to Utah, it was to see boyfriend. I made it there without hazard, was sick the entire time, left Sunday and was stuck in Traffic from Vegas to the California checkpoint. But my car broke down at Stateline, so I got to wait there for 2 hours while my parents came to save me.
Are you catching on about why I'm kinda nervous to make the drive again? Am I going to get caught in some freak snowstorm? Drive off a cliff.. is a boulder going to smash into my car?
At this point I tell myself to shut up because all of that is a little ridiculous. Still, what if my car breaks down again, but in a less convenient and populated place? My desire to spend Thanksgiving with boyfriend and his mom is much greater than my stupid fears, but it doesn't overshadow them completely. Sorry for the irrational post.