One Sure Fine Way to Lose Your Identity

Renting a home in a far away city from home, and I mean owning a home where I am currently not residing and very far from it and renting a small home in the country, is the first step in becoming someone you are not. Or appearing to others as someone far from the five-year-old twit you once were.

The second step is to pretend you do not have a Master’s degree and become a waitress. After doing too many dishes and being on the bottom rung of the wait staff hierarchy you storm out of the restaurant and do not return. Do not even begin to explain to your manager who just told you to “respect your superiors” why you can no longer work there.

Follow even more closely to your husband and make his career your existence. You do not like the alcohol industry but pretend with a smile that you are proud to be part of such a marvelous cause.

Take walks and be sure to lose yourself as you literally lose your way from 2nd even though you can only count 15 avenues. Finally return home, sit in front of the TV you do not like to watch and continue to think about the folk here in this town that are already content in their good ole country livin without a city-girl to come trompin in here with her way of life.