Short of someone dying, I don’t think it can.<br/><br/>Sunday I’m at the track, don’t have any suitable rain tires so I’m forced to forego my last two sessions and head home. Before I’m even able to get home from the track (five hours later), Jessica breaks up with me (after nearly 5 years) citing that things are getting “too real.” A first from a female, usually it’s the other way around… I hardly sleep Sunday night because too much is on my mind.<br/><br/>I don’t even get to work on Monday and I get a call from the body shop that is supposed to do the work on my car. Apparently, the bitch’s insurance will only pay out $703 of an estimated $1543 repair.<br/><br/>On top of it all, work absolutely sucks, I have no place to move out of my parents place to, and in this housing market it’ll be a solid three years before I’ll be able to buy my own house. <br/><br/>I need change. Maybe I’ll just move to the west coast and start life over. I like the weather there and weather affects my mood a great deal. The only downside is I don’t know anyone out there… Argh.