stereotypical single woman

I couldn’t stand it anymore, I had to find someplace to get on the internet. If for no other reason than to check my email and realize that no one has emailed me. And check my horoscope (yes, I know it’s complete bullshit, but when it tells me that I’m going to a)find love or b)have a good day or c)that things will work out all right it just makes me feel a little bit happier.) And get directions to the closest Meijer. Thank whatever-power-you-believe-in for free wifi.

And honestly, if you are just going to drive around a new city aimlessly, there is no better time than Sunday morning. Traffic is really light until noon or so, which gives you the opportunity to actually look at your surroundings while driving without being tailgated and honked at. Because that’s what I needed to do today. I woke up after a rough day yesterday and the first thing that went through my mind was “I need to find a Panera.” So I drove for an hour until I found one. Because while I enjoy finding unique places to eat right now I need the comfort and familiarity of a chain coffee shop. I need the stability of knowing what’s on the menu, what the place will look like, and what the other customers will be like. I’ve had a lot thrown at me in the last 48 hours, right now I need to find someplace and forget that I’m across the state and far away from my friends and loved ones (I miss you all, please email me, I’m lonely.) Even if it’s only for an hour it’s comforting because it’s just like home. And until I get comfortable enough here to call Detroit home (and I will, it just takes time), this will do.