Essay About Moving Away

Driving along the snowy freeway on my commute home from work, my mind wandered to the past week which was Christmas. It was lovely being with family and on vacation from my job. However, the first day back to work quickly escalated into disaster. The boss was having a lousy week and taking his anger and frustration out on everyone back to work. He pressured us all to meet ridiculous deadlines in twenty four hours or less. Although, my intention was to let this day be forgotten, I couldn’t help but feel depressed as I continued the drive home. The traffic was clearing around myself as I drove further on. Suddenly, several children appeared
In addition, racialization burned through my mind. Was this really worth it? What would I do when I catch them? How could I teach them a lesson? Even though the powerful rush I was experiencing was captivating, in reality, I was struggling to keep up.
Continuing on, I chased these children through fences, hilltops, under trees, and finally, through several backyards. Breathless, at last I had caught up with these energetic children, however it took me some time before I spoke. As much as my personality would of liked to sternly teach them all a lesson, instead I had begun cursing at them. Instantly and silently, I had regretted my choice of words. Nevertheless, it continued on till I felt
For the most part, I was satisfied in that moment. The air was cold and I was out of breath, despite this I marched with confidence and anger back on the path to my car. As I became farther away from those rotten kids, my conscious caught up with me. Eventually, I reached my car and as I sat down inside, I took a deep breath and started the engine. At the present time, a lousy day had taken over my rationality. I started to drive home while thinking of the chase I had just accomplished. In the long run, I could of handled the situation better. But at the same time, what’s done is done. Those kids will think twice next