The Great Escape

The universe beat me up today.  Everything went wrong.  Big things, too.

I made it out of Illinois, at least.

I needed gas so I took an exit. I turned left when I should have gone straight so I ended up back on the interstate instead of at the gas station.

I saw a sign for a Quizno’s. I started hoping I’d find one within walking distance of which ever gas station I found.  Their lots are usually small so I knew I wouldn’t drive into one,  plus I didn’t want to go out of my way.  No detours for this lady.  Not even for food. I was on a mission!

I was low on gas and I knew there wouldn’t be a station if I made it within 30 minutes of my destination.

Somehow I managed to miss the next two exits.  I don’t know how,  but it couldn’t have been the silent ranting I was doing from the day’s events.

I suddenly realized I was just over 40 minutes from my destination,  starving,  and only a quarter of a tank left.

I didn’t care what was coming up,  I just needed the very next station.

It was a dreaded BP. Look, I’d have forgiven them by now,  but they lied about the clean up and tried to get the rewards reduced.

My policy is only in emergencies and in an RV in hilly Kentucky, it qualified.

I pulled in and would you believe it?  There was an mfing Quizno’s! Attached!

I’d never even seen a Quizno’s in a gas station.  Subway and other fast food,  sure.

I sat there like, “Universe, you were in a mood all day,  but you sure know how to make it up to a girl.  Apology accepted, Boo.”

Now I’m in bed and ready to crash.  Back to painting and an RV update tomorrow!

About Elisha

Elisha Dasenbrock is an award winning, international watercolor artist. She paints with a limited palette on claybord. Dasenbrock graduated from the American Academy of Art in 2009 and has been painting professionally ever since.