My week has become a series of landing spots. Home. School. Work. Target. Costco. Recycling center. Repeat. In a square that looks a lot like a certain game where money and property is won and lost, but I don't get $200 for hitting all my spots in a week. I get...boredom? A sense that my life is not interesting.
Where's my CHANCE? My opportunity to pull a card that decides my fate? I need to commandeer that little silver car, and drive off the edge of that square, away from that game of monotony. Maybe the dog can come too.