I have a truly Love/Hate relationship with Vegas. I love so much of everything Vegas has to offer. It's a great place to go to get away from the daily grind. Vegas has a "mistress" like appeal to me. It's a place like no other, which often leads to me overdoing it. This is where the hatred reveals its ugly head. Inevitably, by the end of my visits, I'm more than ready to head home. I'm not anxious to get back to my real life, but I'm so worn out from the inability to sleep coupled with my "over-doing it" for lack of a better word. This time around, I'm going to try and keep these hatred feelings in mind while I'm still loving it to hopefully calm the bitterness that I so often have once I return home.
Though Vegas is the Peggy to Al Bundy for me, I'll always go back. Moderation is something I'm going to try and strive for; both in how often i go as well as to describe what occurs while there.
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