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Saturday, April 28, 2012
Once upon a time, there was a girl with a broken heart.
That's how all these silly stories start, isn't it? Well... at any rate, this is my story. At the worst of times, it will no doubt be embarassing, personal, quite possibly demoralizing and may be the worst idea of my life. However, I am holding on to the one thing that keeps me going - hope. My hope is this will be funny, inspiring, and the best thing that will ever happen to me.
You can call me Summer Riley. I am 24 years old, and I have a broken heart. Sparing you the ugly pitiful details, I am now an emotional wreck. We live in a small city where everyone knows everything (or at least they act like they do) and there is no escape from the claws of heartbreak. I quit my job and have nothing left but broken glass where my heart used to be. There is no escaping it... Until, that is, I had an idea.
I am going to dance my way across the country.
Yes, you read that right. This is probably the most ridiculous, wreckless thing I have ever heard of. But, driven slightly mad by the on-again, off-again nature of my ex, and also having no money to my name, it is the only thing I could possibly think of. Lets face it. I have no goals. I already graduated from college, and in my quest to settle down and start a family, I ended up being betrayed, taken advantage of, and hurt more than words could even begin to describe.
I am spending the weekend taking care of some unfinished business, getting some ducks in a row and packing. Then, Monday morning, with a full tank of gas, some cute underwear, my ukulele and 12 gauge shot gun just in case... I will embark in the strangest adventure of my life.
Love Always,
Summer Riley
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