As my final days in Georgia wind down, I have begun to get a little nostalgic. I imagine I will get over it pretty quickly. I mean, it has been a relatively horrific experience. One that has included divorce, my restaurant being robbed at gunpoint, having a separate gun pulled on me, blatantly discriminatory termination from a job, dating 2 complete psychopaths, recovery from the brink of emotional and financial disaster and much, much more... Ahh the memories.
But within the next 48 hours, I will be back in Florida. That's not to say that I think Orlando is all puppy dogs and butterflies. However, it is a great opportunity to put together the second half of my life.
Some of my best memories, longest lasting friendships and favorite places are in Orlando. Plus, I am headed back to school on August 27th. That's really exciting. I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. Nonetheless, I will be moving toward a degree. THAT is something I want to do for myself. Not necessarily for a job.
So, to Georgia I say, in the immortal words of the not-so-well-known band Fall Out Boy
"One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great..."
Back to Florida I go... 20 years after my first go around. I have a LOT more experience and I am taking NO prisoners... Here goes nothing!
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