Life is Good

Life is Good

That night I was about to be late! I knew Jan’s house was on Green Street. But I always forget that I don’t know many street names, plus I was driving in the dark! How could it already be dark? It was only five o’clock! Stupid daylight saving’s time. Who are they saving it for???!

I turned another corner because it looked familiar, but wasn’t… Why do they put nice big street signs up, but only at the ends of the road?? Yeah, as I passed some, I could read their signs, because they ended. But I have no idea what the street I was actually on was!! And unless the sign said “Green Street” I didn’t want to take any more chances!

I didn’t know how long this road was, and I’d have to go all the way to the end just to find out! And then… what good would it accomplish? I’d still be lost.

I saw a gas station ahead. I could stop and get directions!!! But it was closed… of course. It actually looked like it has been closed since nineteen eighty-two. I must have driven out to the boonies.

This is one of those situations where normal people would have stopped and called somebody. I’m a tad stubborn… I know. I couldn’t find my way out of a paper bag, but I didn’t want everyone else to know.

Right there, I decide to get maps, and study them until I at least could find my way around my own home town!! But then… up popped Green Street!

That was thirty years ago. I don’t get lost as often now, but never perused the maps like I’d planned. I just keep getting lost, and consequently, discovering new, wonderful places I didn’t know about. Life is good.