i never realized that i had such a problem with control until right now.
today i took my car in for a check up just to
make sure it could make it to alabama before breaking down.
well it turns out it needs 600 dollars worth of whatever with
the calibrators and brake pads and what not.
yep. i'm supposed to be there tuesday.
(on new years my friends and i played the game of things and the statement was "A car is a lemon if..." and everyone's answers were... "if justine owns it" "if it has a huge dint in the front bumper" "if it hit a boat".
they were so right. SO RIGHT.)
so i'm taking the greyhound.
this shall be an adventure in itself- even before the real adventure is to begin.
the little control that i did have- my car... my freedom- is now non existant.
thinking about it makes me want to throw up.
but i'm facing the fact that i'm just fine.
in two days- everything is gonna change for a bit.
things are beautiful still.
the only thing i'm relying on is God and i'm freaking scared.
i'm going into this blind.
usually i'm not terrified of the unknown-
usually im okay with bumping into things in the dark.
this is different.
this is different.