8/13/24

yesterday i fell in downtown tampa, scuffed my knee and twisted my ankle. i was daydreaming of all the things i could do that day, all the chores i could get done. i ended up not doing anything after falling, except for going to red white and blue thrift store. hajo went to the gym and i was in bed icing my ankle when i decided i needed to go out before my ankle got even more puffy and inflamed and painful. when i was driving, i took a wrong turn and ended up in the wrong direction. it was annoying to make one small mistake and end up exiting towards the other side of where i needed to be. after screaming in my car, i proceeded to wherever i was and then immediately realized that i was on the street my paternal grandfather used to live on. i passed the 7-11 my dad had stopped at a million times and drove down the street i hadn't been to since my grandfather died. i was really overwhelmed, i cried and looked around for anything familiar. the road and architecture had changed so much in 5 years. everything felt polished and renewed, more expensive and uppity than it used to be. i'm sure if my grandfather were alive, he would have a lot to say about how this place had changed. there was a small part of me that hoped that this was a sign that my grandfather was leading me back to where i had grown up, but alternatively i took the wrong turn as a nuisance and detriment of time. i bought a mens button-up and mens jacket from the store. i wanted to buy this japanese white dress i saw hung up on the rack but was scared that it wouldn;t fit my boobs. i think it's criminal for a store to be cash-only AND not have any fitting rooms. i went to total wine and bought soju and vanilla vodka.  i need to grow up and start drinking more sophisticated drinks.