Driving to nowhere

So, today I decided on a weird ass whim to go driving somewhere. I have not done anything spontaneous in a while and what better then to drive somewhere. First thought that came to mind was Ocean City. After I put into my GPS the address it said it would take 3+ hours. Not when I have somewhere else i need to be at a certain time. So I will save that for another day.

So I ended up driving around the whole beltway and stopping down at national harbor. So really in the end, I did not end up going anywhere new but I went somewhere. Hence the driving to nowhere. And I kind of feel like my life is in that state right now.

Right now my life is a car, driving on the road of life and I might stop here and there but I have not found a destination I want to stop at for good. And I feel like at this point, my life is on the road of life going somewhere but not anywhere at the same time.

And at this point of recollection in my car, I realise that wow, I am a different person then when I left Talkeetna. I had in Anchorage the most maturing six months of my life. It was there that I saw the realization how hard life really is. That time frame made me a much stronger and a much different person then the nice guy who left Talkeetna.

I mean, just in the work aspect. I was like man it would be nice to do nothing and get paid for it. My injury put that whole notion into a different light. I never thought I was the worker that, when I am on a show just a whole other person comes out. And after being on the shelf for 7 out of the last 10 months it made me realize wow I need a job or else I will go insane.

And then there is of course, the lady life. Back then, very timid, kind of shy and not alot of women gave me a chance. One did and was pleasantly surprised about the diamond in the rough she had found. Oh wow, Dylan is courteous and polite and actually cares. Who would of thought it. Now days, much more bold, more sure of myself and just older and more mature. And the niceness has not changed, the same courtesy is there, but I am putting myself out there more.

Now I am not going to say the Mr. Nice Guy still is not here. But I will say it got hit one too many times and decided to hit back. I definitely take way less crap then before and I have found a smidgen of leadership skills in myself which I never knew was there. This drive in some ways helped me realize how much I have actually changed and matured. And right now I have just changed the freeways of life by getting off the teenager road and actually merge onto the adult road.

Through all of this, if you get anything out of this, is that we are all on the road of life and some people are in a pinto that can barely get to 35 while others are flying by in their ferrari's and everyone is watching going ooh I want to get that. And then there is the rest of us. Driving our hondas, fords, chevys, nissans, and of course subaru's We are just crusing along the road of life and soon we will find a exit for where we spend the rest of our life.