The Drive Essay

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Driving through the dessert can be wearisome, fatiguing and all the things that you dread in a long drive. Not this trip, it was the new beginning, I was on my way to find myself. I had 14 hours to contemplate the reasons I was doing this. My friends said I was nuts, family said I was stupid. Let's see, nuts and stupid, um, O.K. I guess everyone has their own opinion. Its not really what I wanted to hear, but I could see their point.

Yuma, Arizona, my hometown, lived there for 10 years, graduated from high school, had lots of friends, had a great job, but one crucial element was missing, I just wasn't happy there. Everyone, including my family, (who by the way, all moved back south), said I had everything going for me. I, on the
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We kissed goodbye, and he was gone. I drove back to Yuma, and went to work.

I had been employed by the Federal Government, a Civil Servant is what we were called. My job description was Computer Information Specialist. Which simply meant that I created programs for divisions on a military installation. My last assignment was to create a program for the communication division. I worked intensely on this program. Logging in around 25 hours overtime, and 3 months of work. Three days before my big presentation, that was to be given to the division head, I was informed that a commercial program had been purchased for
$32,000.00! I could not believe it. I was devastated.

What a bad 2 months I had had. I stopped by the store and got a bottle of
Tequila. I remember the shattered feeling I had. I cried for the first time. I sat in my driveway sobbing. I just realized that Jim had gone and would not be back. I felt like a ton of bricks had been dropped on my chest and I was trapped. I was hoping the Tequila would give me strength to release myself.

I woke up the next mourning on the living room floor a red magic marker was in my very sticky hand.. Lemon peels were scattered all over the room, and there was a mound of salt where the salt shaker had spilled. I was laying on a map of the U.S. and a bright red circle around the city of Sacramento, CA. I did not go to work that day. I slept and cried. and slept.

When I did go to work I

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