Gray Skys and Rain Drops on a Bad Day

I woke up at four thirty in the morning. Every other time I was making a b-line to Norfolk District Court I knew why I was going, that I deserved it. I knew that I was supposed to be there, because I had screwed up. This time, I didn't know what to expect. I did not know if I was going to leave with clear shoulders or in handcuffs.

My life is extremely ironic, it seems like if something is supposed to go wrong, it will.

Just don't have the best luck in the world.

I got into the car and drifted into a strong slumber. Sleep was the only way to stop myself for thinking, from freaking out. I'm too good for this, I drank a beer in college, and your really going to hold this over me. I've done the crime, I'm doing the time, why add more Officer Bonds? Why charge me when I'm not there?

After three hours of driving my father and I got to the courthouse. Gray skies closed over my head, yet it decided to open up bits of cracks so it could drizzle over my head. This is probably the last place in the world I'd like to be. I think I've worn out my welcome in that courthouse, I've seen it far too many times.

My friends who helped me and testified on my behalf walked in one by one. My lawyer told them what to do and how to answer questions. Observing her knowledge of the case and how to go about it actually relieved me. Maybe my luck was turning, maybe, just maybe.

My lawyer came to me and said that the officer chickened out, more or less. He saw all my friends who were going to testify against him and decided to drop all the cases he had against me. My luck turned. My friends could go without going on the stand and all I had to do was wait to go before the judge to have the cases dismissed.

I did.

They were dismissed.

The officer didn't even have the balls to stick around and see the charges getting dismissed.

I think the judge would of tore him a knew one.

There was a part two to this court visit though. This was the part that I was leased worried about. I was supposed to get the charges that had happened six months ago dismissed. I had completed the fifty hours of community service, I had stuck to abiding the law. I quit drinking. I went to all my ASAP classes, but I still had one left to go to. The judge decided to continue my probation until July because I had one class to finish. Two hours a day late and I don't get off probation.

I guess I still have a bit of bad luck.

I'm glad I'm suffering two more months of probation and no license instead of jail time.

I'll take what life gives me.

For tonight, goodnight.