It's crazy what one year can do to you. What seemed normal and comfortable for me for 18 years of my life was this:
- living in Puyallup
- having rules
- knowing the streets backward & forward and being able to notice minute changes in signage, traffic signals, etc.
- working out at the good ol' Mel Korum Y every day
- realizing that on a Friday, Saturday or Sunday night your best bet of hanging out with people was either going to a movie, bowling at Daffodil, hanging out at Big Foot or getting out of Puyallup and going somewhere else