I'm in the middle of attending a conference. Here is the schedule. It is sponsored by a non-profit organization which networks 'consumers' (people living with/surviving mental illness)* and provides support and advocacy. It took me 20 minutes to get downtown this morning to the college campus, and 45 minutes to find the parking deck. You have to understand. . .my city has all of these one-way streets. Many of them run in directions that don't make sense. Most of them change names at least once from one end of the city to the other.
I could see where the parking deck was. . .I just couldn't maneuver the streets to get to the entrance. I kept ending up at this park. Have you ever been on one-way streets, trying to get to a destination that you can see in the distance, but you just can't seem to get there?
There is probably some deep meaning to this whole one-way street thing. But I'm too tired of being in workshops all day to squeeze the necessary brain pathways and figure it all out. Maybe tomorrow, when I get lost again on the same streets. Heh. This time if I end up at the park too many times, I'm going to stay there and enjoy the weather. And yes, the conference is good. I'm looking forward to returning over the next two days.
*'Consumers' is a term being widely used to refer to people receiving services. . .not just persons living with mental illness. It is the current 'politically correct' term, and I dislike it very much. But we can't seem to come up with anything better at the moment.