Do Over.

 I owe myself a vacation do over. I think I’m going to take myself back to Gatlinburg for a long weekend away. Exchange the bad memories with good ones. Go back and do all the things I didn’t get to do last time. Ride the big Ferris wheel. Walk around the cute little shops. Ride the ski lift to the top of the mountain. Go to all the museums. Go see the goats. Or maybe I’d just relax. Lay by the pool all weekend, drinking Claws. I deserve better than what I got there last time. Last time was a nightmare. I had second guessed going, started to back out, but went anyway. Should’ve listened to my gut. I love Tennessee. I don’t want one terrible weekend, with someone who clearly didn’t care about me, to ruin such a beautiful place for me. He isn’t worth it. I feel stupid for ever letting him upset me. So I think I will take myself back down there, stay in the same place, and make a whole new set of memories. Happy ones this time. I owe this to myself. 

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