The lights of the city cut through the cool air. As I drive through downtown Roseburg I notice all the bums sitting in the park. Never before have there been so many. As I continue driving, I pass by one of my old middle schools Edgewood Middle School of Literature.
As the light turned green I slowly started to press on the gas. The sky a mix of blue and gray, taunting us down below with the thought of rain.In the distance, the depressing cloud cover is broken with splotches of promising clear blue sky. The sun highlights the otherwise purplish clouds with yellow.
As I continue to drive through Roseburg I'm getting closer and closer to my home.
Now the clouds seem to almost call me forward. They're beckoning me to get out of my comfort zone. They're screaming at me to get out of the city.
Where the cloud cover breaks and the sky turns blue, there's a purple outline of the mountains in the distance. The snow that had once come weeks ago, decorated the mountains like little sprinkles.
As I pull into my secluded neighborhood I realize how lucky I am to live in such a nice suburban area. The leaves sprinkle the ground and snow that was once soft and plentiful is now icy and scarce.
I gather my trash and park the car. I had just bought a new comforter in the attempt to make my room look more put together. I walked through the garage and up the two steps it takes to enter my house. I turned around to shut the garage door being careful not to let it go otherwise it would slam shut.
I slid my black leather boots off and walked up the carpeted stairs. The carpet felt plush against my feet. I turned the corner and walked up the five steps it takes to enter my dining room. I quickly three my trash away and headed toward the bedroom. I set my new comforter by the foot of the bed.
I slid my coat off and turned to the closet. Doing my best to keep organized I hung up my coat. I turned and gazed at the clothes in my closet. They're all color-coded and sorted by what they are. Tired of being in my work clothes, I decide to throw on a pair of joggers and a tank top.
Once this is done I headed to the bathroom to take the bobby pins out of my hair. It had been bobby pinned up in a french twist. As I gazed at myself in the mirror I started to take out the pins that kept my elegant hairdo in place. Slowly strands of hair start to fall down as if they were raindrops hurtling down to the ground.
Satisfied with the sight of my hair down, I turned and walked out of the bathroom, now briskly walking through the dining room and down the five steps to enter the living room. I sat down on the smooth brown leather couch and turned on the tv. The soft blue light from the outside, illuminated the living room with an almost eerie feel.
As the tv turned on, I switched on Netflix. Knowing that season four of Friends is waiting for me. I slowly sink into the couch as the episodes play one after the other with only 30 second intervals in between. Maybe this is the way my days are supposed to be spent.
Instead of going out and exploring the great unknown, I'm destined to wake up everyday go to work and come home and watch Netflix. This isn't exactly ideal for me but maybe I need to stick to what's familiar. But what if I'm destined to do something better than this?
