Deep, Cleansing Breaths
I got stuck at that same redlight for twenty minutes today. It was okay, though. I stayed calm. I realized that I'd done my part by being on time, but fate decided I should be late. So I listened to calming songs on my iPod and took deep breaths. I must remember to make a playlist for days like this, when I need to be calmed and soothed.
But seriously, Atlanta, what gives? Is it that senators don't use that intersection and get stuck at redlights for twenty minutes? Is it some sort of ongoing psychological experiment to find out if the citizens of Atlanta live shorter lives due to the stress from infuriating traffic? What is it?
I remember the most negative comment I got when I told someone that I was moving to Atlanta.
"Of all the cities, I hate Atlanta the most."
At the time I thought, wow, thanks for the encouragement. Now I think I understand. Don't get me wrong, the city has its merits. And I know I complain about it a lot, but I'm just getting used to it all. I do like the architecture around here, old and new. I do like how blue the sky is sometimes, different than the blue skies that blanket California on nearly any given day. I'm sure I'll like the fall, because even now a few trees are changing colors, giving me a preview of the next season. And I like my job, for however long it lasts (I'm working temp).
This weekend Brandon and I are spending the weekend with my family. I like that we can do that now more than once a year. So maybe I'll grow to love living here. At least while we're here, anyway.
But seriously, Atlanta, what gives? Is it that senators don't use that intersection and get stuck at redlights for twenty minutes? Is it some sort of ongoing psychological experiment to find out if the citizens of Atlanta live shorter lives due to the stress from infuriating traffic? What is it?
I remember the most negative comment I got when I told someone that I was moving to Atlanta.
"Of all the cities, I hate Atlanta the most."
At the time I thought, wow, thanks for the encouragement. Now I think I understand. Don't get me wrong, the city has its merits. And I know I complain about it a lot, but I'm just getting used to it all. I do like the architecture around here, old and new. I do like how blue the sky is sometimes, different than the blue skies that blanket California on nearly any given day. I'm sure I'll like the fall, because even now a few trees are changing colors, giving me a preview of the next season. And I like my job, for however long it lasts (I'm working temp).
This weekend Brandon and I are spending the weekend with my family. I like that we can do that now more than once a year. So maybe I'll grow to love living here. At least while we're here, anyway.
