“ It looks like we’re going on a trip Sammy.  Just me and you.  Well along with-” I said getting cut off by the phone ringing the fifth time since I got home. “ What?!.....Michelle, there’s been a change of plans.....You mean I don’t have to go anymore?.........You still have to go, but it turns out that you’ll be having to go the airport in about an hour......And you’re just now telling me this?!......I just got a call a little while ago assuring me that you’ll be leaving today instead of tomorrow.......Well, isn’t this great........I’m sorry, I would have told you sooner if I knew......Whatever, I’ll talk to you later, bye.” I said ending the conversation to continue packing.         What is worse, being rushed or doing  something against your will?  Well you put the two together you it turns out to be absolute hell from the minute you hear about it.  When events such as these happen, I ask myself, ‘ Why am I even in this business?’.  There is a world of opportunities out there that I haven’t even looked upon mainly because I thought I’d fit into this family business and be happy.   Although now that I’ve looked at my life and seen that I’ve only taken a step in my career and not my personal life, I find that I’ve missed out on a lot of things that most  girls my age go through.  For years my mind has been focused on my work than myself which isn’t at all good for anyone to do.  And with my father saying that this is good for me, I look at it as being even hard for me to comprehend.  All I want is to be happy with nothing to worry about, however since when has anyone ever had that kind of life?  Nothing in the world is perfect even if you think it is, there will always be that little something that goes wrong.  What more is there to think or say now?  Feeling sorry for myself isn’t going to get me any where.  As much as I hate what I’m being forced to do, I have to move on and accept it.  Maybe it won’t be as bad I as I make it out to be.          Watching the sunset along the ocean while driving to the airport was the only thing that I will grow to miss.  When the day comes to an end and the sun begins to set, it’s almost as if it takes away all the stress that you’ve received in a days work along with it ending the light of day.  It gives me the next best feeling of being happy.  Being happy to me is loving how your life is.  I’m the most happiest when I have time to myself with nothing or no one bothering me.  Now is the time the where I wish I was at that stage instead of driving myself to the airport to endure what happens next.  Deep down even though I angry about this, there’s a part of me that is also frightened as to who this person is and where I exactly I’m going.  There are a lot of things that one wonders about life or where there life is going and in what direction.  For me, I see myself taking the same road all my life with no stops along the way.  If there were an explanation for why I feel and think like this I’d say it to myself and the world, but there isn’t.  No matter how hard I think, I can’t come up with an answer to the way I feel inside.  What I feel within is the total opposite of how people see me feeling inside.  It’s like everyone says, ‘Looks can be deceiving’.  As I pulled into the parking lot of the airport, the anger I once had transformed into nervousness that filled my body from head to toe.  Knowing that I this mysterious person was waiting inside for me made me just want to stay here sitting in my car forever.  Time would go on and he’d leave, but I’d never hear the end of it from my father.  Knowing how my father gets when a job isn’t done he’d probably fire me if he knew I didn’t get on this plane even if I am his daughter.  What scares me the most is how I’ve been told that this guy knows me somehow.  How is that possible?  Could him and I have met and just blew him off or forgot about him?   What I want right now is for everything to be alright and for me to be in good hands with whomever this person is.  Taking a deep breathe, I exited the car with Sammy in hand to unload my suitcases that I would be living out of for the next 12 weeks.  Looking once more at the beauty skyline of Florida for the last time, everything from within felt uncomfortable with what will lie beneath the doors of another world that I’ve never been to.  Realizing that nothing will become of this if I just stay here, I placed Sammy into his carrier and gathered all my belongs hand in hand and made my way to the doors of the airport.    Receiving the information I got from my father wasn’t much, for I had to ask the front desk where I was suppose to go and who I would be meeting.  However as looked at the line to the front desk it seemed as if I were to wait in the line that were filling with people trying to find someone along with those who lost there luggage, I’d be here all day.  Like I always tell myself, ‘If you want something done you have to do it yourself’.  Not knowing exactly where to start looking, I figured I’d let my feet do the walking with my eyes just following in hope that whomever this person is would spot me out.  As I approached the waiting area for those who were awaiting their flight and with me not getting anywhere in this search, I simply gave up and figured that waiting here would be the best place for me to be.  Sitting there thinking about what my life will be like and how it will change in the next 12 weeks, I placed my head in my hands wanting so much to cry my eyes with all the terrifying and confusing events that took place today. Knowing that if I were to cry here it would only make me look even more vulnerable and helpless.  So without causing a scene, I raised my head up to find that I was being stared at by a guy  with blond hair who seemed to be around my age or a little younger, looking carefully at my every move I made.  He smiled at me shyly at me as I looked at him with my eyes filled with curiosity.  Just by looking at him, I could sense a shyness along with a sense of humor that was given away by his smile.  Not knowing if he was the one that was suppose me met me here, I returned a smile to him as he started to then back away very slowly still looking carefully at me.  Everything about him, by the way he looked, walked, and smiled seemed to me the his heart was filled with such love that only he could have.  However I could be wrong.  Now a days, I find that looks can be deceiving and the person turns out to be the total opposite of how you thought of him.  Once he was out of sight, I turn to Sammy who was getting impatient being cooped up in his carrier, I whispered to him and said, ‘What was that all about?’. From the day that I bought Sammy till now, he’s really only been the one person, or should I say ‘thing’ that has ever listened to me.  He’s been my little pal who has always been there for me and who has always made me smile on gloomy day.  Even though I know the he doesn’t understand half the stuff I tell him, it still feels good knowing that he’s there and doesn’t mind me speaking my mind to him.  If anyone knows me better than I know myself, it’s Sammy.  He knows when I’m feeling down and when I need some tender loving care.  Without him in my life, I don’t think I could have gotten as far as I am today.  People out there would probably look at me crazy if I were to tell them how much Sammy has effected my life and how I can’t live without him.  But to me, I look at it is as being none of there business.    As I sat there thinking about all the times that Sammy made my life so easy to live, I glanced down at my watch and noticed that not only had I been there an hour, I realized that I’d probably be waiting here for quite some time.  Placing my arm on the arm rest of the chair and  used it has as head rest for me to rest my head till it would be time to go.  With my eyes getting heavier and heavier with a blink of an eye, I soon found myself drifting off into sleep.