Bliss Road
I wanted to tell you before about how one day I was driving with my father somewhere. And although it was recently, I don't remember what our destination was.
All I remember was driving and sitting in my father's new car that he received this Christmas. There were lots of trees and plenty of road. We were silent after a long conversation about nothing in particular. There was the soft murmer of the radio surrounding us.
The point is I couldnt' help but think of life because that is what happens when you drive on country roads. I was trying not to get to quiet because my face gets sad when that happens. The quiet kind of sad.
I would close my eyes and pretend that I had everything I've ever wanted. Basically, my old life before junior year. And I pictured myself growing up in Lee's Summit for those last two important years of my life. Then I tried to envision what I would be like if that did happen. I wondered to myself, "would I still be the same person.' Worse? Better?
Finally, I came to the conclusion that it didn't matter. That none of it did. That all the hoping and daydreaming in the world would never take me back to that place or make my fantasies come true.
I tried to brush away those feelings. I tried to make tell myself certain things, to make sure that my feelings wouldn't get the best of me. And right now, what I've noticed for a long time is that ever since Junior year I am quite different when it comes to coping.I guess my point is that since I have learned to not hurt or make things dramatic, I have lost some sort of sight. The way I use to look at the world differently, profoundly.
I was analyzing it and I've decided it is close to the truth, even if it isn't. I'm just a girl growing up. My point is this paragraph here is a perfect example of what I'm trying to convey.
I just hardly care anymore to be different. I don't mind being ordinary. It's just not that important anymore.
So after all this thinking I'm brought back to that country road with my father with the forgotten destination. And I just remember that somewhere along that country road, I remember seeing a road branching off to the right that was named Bliss. I looked down that road as we passed by and I couldn't help but think how unfortunate it was on this country road because no one would be able to see Bliss if it's so out of the way.