so friday was my very last day at work. everyone was out of the office except for one of my bosses, P, and me. P, who is 32 and new to the office, has served as a boss and mentor. he really looked out for me this summer. on friday, i finished up a project, we went to a meeting (where we played libertarian bingo with this hilarious scorecard), and took a long lunch. we talked about everything: what i loved about the summer, what i learned about the law/public policy/public interest law/libertarianism, and–scarily–what i learned about myself. i had been expecting i would cry, which is very atypical for me (i hadn’t cried since may 2008 = 27 months ago). welp, i didn’t just cry, i bawled. absolutely wept when we talked about what i had learned. even P got a little choked up (i might have even seen an errant tear). made my life. but now i have to give up my tin man status, i suppose.
saturday, i drove to the grand canyon and stayed through sunday morning. holy.freaking.cow. words won’t do it justice, so here are some pictures. again, holy.freaking.cow.
and then sunday i drove the 700 miles back home with a huge sunroof, a bright sun the whole way, and springsteen as my soundtrack. it was such a great experience. something i discovered: navajo lands don’t have a speed limit, ute lands are capped at 55. if ever there is a tribal war, you know who i’ll support.
somewhere in utah i had an epiphany. i’ve had a lot on my mind this summer about where i belong and what i want out of life. and i think i’ve finally figured it out. as much as i love the east coast, it’s time for me to head where i belong: out west. this is where my heart belongs, this is where i’m happiest, and this is where i’m home. people have a different view on life out here, and i truly belong. so i’m tweaking my post-grad job search and i’m really flippin’ excited.
do y’all have good memories of a road trip? any epiphanies?