Memorizing for one class can be difficult, but it can be even more frustrating when you have multiple classes. my hand was cramped.Many college courses require you to memorize mass amounts of information. i stuck with it.Īfter 10 minutes, i had noticeably chipped away at the metal. i looked at my watch and less than 5 minutes had passed. i must have been working at it for 30 minutes. i found the weak spot and tried to pry it open. the chain was thicker than i had imagined. i opened it up, located my ski mask, put it on, and grabbed the pliers. i jumped the fence easily and stealthily made my way to my car. i would just need to pick up enough speed. once the chain was loosened, it was a matter of busting through the fence. this might take some work, but it could be done. I also had a set of pliers in my car, which i would use to loosen the chain. i was betting on the fact that pursuing me would be too much of a cost to be worth it. #One thing for sure two things for certain licensethat way the license plate they had on file would no longer be valid. i needed to register my car in my new state anyways, which i would do first thing that week. the towing company was a small local company, so i assumed they didn’t have enough disposable resources to justify fighting a legal battle over a lost tow fee. My license plates were attached to my old address, halfway across the country. in that bag was a ski mask, so i could conceal my face in the likely event that i was caught on a security camera. I had my snowboard and a bag of winter clothes in my car since i hadn’t fully moved into my new place yet. i could climb over the fence no problem i had done so many times before. There would probably be fences, and they would probably be locked up with a chain. It was a 30 minute walk to the lot, so i had some time to devise my plan. i was in charge of my own freedom and i wouldn’t let anybody take that away from me. i decided to take control of the situation. i was not going to let somebody impose their own structure on me. initially i didn’t realize i had made up my mind, but my quickened pace told me everything i needed to know. the moisture in the air felt sticky and gross. if i screamed, i felt as if the sound would fade to silence no more than 2 inches from my face, reaching nobody. they shattered like sugar glass against the structure that had been imposed by some faceless voice on the phone, utterly out of my reach. i had nothing but my words with which to fight for what was rightfully mine, and my words didn’t matter. “what kind of car is it?…uhhh…yeah i’m pretty sure we have it…well i dunno for sure, i haven’t seen it…they’re closed…monday at 8:30 am………i’m in georgia, bud…8:30 monday…” i found the sign i was unconsciously looking for, and dialed the number, almost automatically. i’d been in this situation before, so it wasn’t confusion that i felt. my sense of peace and calm had transformed in a matter of moments. i’m a big believer in not over-complicating things, so i assumed the more reasonable latter. either someone had broken the window, hot wired my car and driven off, or some vulture towed it as part of his job description. my own possession, which i had worked for and paid for, which had carried me on multiple journeys across the country, which is uniquely part of my story and mine alone, had been ripped away from me.Īs soon as i gained proper functioning of my senses, i concluded that one of two things had happened. my stomach dropped.Ī thing that i had so clearly owned had vanished. i looked around, as if to second-guess the fact that i was standing here, in this spot, right now. a brief moment passed that felt longer than it should have felt. as i approached my parking spot, something was off. i had parked in the same spot as last time. It was my second time visiting this new friend in this new town. the air smelled like rain and it brought back that same sense of peace and calm i used to have. I walked into the parking lot, heading towards my car. all 6 of us would stand together, silent, in awe of the powerful and destructive force of nature unfolding before our eyes, invoking a sense of peace and calm within each of us. we were right in the thick of the chaos, but it didn’t feel like it. they reminded me of nights from my childhood when my family would gather on the porch, blanketed by the safety of our house, watching the violent swirl of rain and lightning rip through the neighborhood from what seemed like a far distance. it had rained all day, and i could feel the moisture in the air.įor some reason, i’d always loved thunderstorms.
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