Jewells of Thought

Lost in Evansville and just off of the Lloyd Expressway… I was extremely nervous and unsure where I was.

God must have been watching over me and from the few words Lilly instructed me with when I believe I got a hold of her and was able to get south of the expressway. University of Evansville was just a bit south of that exhausting highway.

She was living in a two-story building which housed a Church or Youth Group for Students of the Methodist faith I do believe in the first level. Her digs were pretty nice for a Sophomore, having an apartment to herself it was summer so I wasn’t living on campus at this time. I was still in Brokaw hall though, the tiniest room I would ever have in a college setting. Thank goodness I found it, Lilly being outside waiting on me helped a little bit.

Honestly though, I was already emotionally exhausted from class and that long drive afterwards.

Have you been on an excursion wondering how you were going to get to the destination? Or had directions take you to the wrong place?

As crazy as this trip ended up being in the middle of my one Summer School Geography Course… I got to spend nearly two days with my cousin and whom I considered my best friend. Now with my 20/20 vision I know that I was going slowly downhill after Grandpa’s death although I didn’t see it coming or never admitted feeling depressed. I had a mission in life… a purpose. Grandpa gave me a list of guys I needed to interview. I do believe I got most if not all of that list.

Maybe being lost in Evansville was supposed to be a wake up call for me? Mourning and grief was one thing, but physically I wasn’t drinking enough water. I mean I was a college student we lived on caffeine and I ended up having some issues. Looking back I wonder if this was where I could have made better decisions… time with my cousin after losing Grandpa was something I needed. It was one of a few of our escapades, but we didn’t have enough of them together.