I had a good time in Atlanta. I learned a lot in the training and got to know two co-workers better. But for me, the best part was that I got to be Cool Career Chick. Wake up call! Read the paper over coffee in the hotel lobby. Work. Hit the hotel gym. Dinner, out, with beverages!

In Atlanta, I felt at peace. I felt things were where they were supposed to be.

I got on the plane to come back, and I could feel the anger and rage building. The flight was delayed, and I realized that no one knew or cared when I was supposed to land. On my way to a meeting, I cried in the car. (I do most of my crying in the car. I do not know why.)

I see myself differently at home. I don't see myself as successful, or cool, or interesting. I am all of those things when I travel. I think that's why I am looking forward to Gainesville. I get to be a better version of me.