Childhood Dreams
When I was younger, say 15 or so, I had this dream that I would finish college and move back west. Probably California or Colorado. Definitely Colorado.
Now, I am not so sure. I am starting to fall in love with the East Coast, its weather, and the landscape. I like forests, two lane roads, hours and hours of nothing but the road, the woods, and little country houses. I think I am falling in love with the thought of living here. It surprises me. I never thought I would want to stay here. I never thought I'd want to live out in the country somewhere. It gives me a peaceful feeling. And I've been feeling like this for a while now. I know I've talked about it before, but, this is the first time I realized I wasn't sure I wanted to move.
No, I am not becoming a redneck. Perhaps a recluse. Perhaps just...someone who wants peace. I love bluegrass music. Perhaps I'll fit right in, haha. I mean, all other things aside, I am not a typical "country loving" person. I don't like big trucks, four wheeling, country music, saying "ya'll," grits or any of that. I am stereotyping, yes.
Sure, I love big cities. I am just not sure I can live in them now. I've wanted to live in NYC, San Fran, Denver, and Chicago. Maybe I will. Maybe I won't. I am not sure where my life will lead me, but, right now, I want to stay right here. Maybe not North Carolina, exactly, but somewhere along the East Coast. I love Virginia. Maybe I'll move there.
Oh, and, who the hell is playing in the Super Bowl? I have no idea. Guess I could look it up, but, haha.
Now, I am not so sure. I am starting to fall in love with the East Coast, its weather, and the landscape. I like forests, two lane roads, hours and hours of nothing but the road, the woods, and little country houses. I think I am falling in love with the thought of living here. It surprises me. I never thought I would want to stay here. I never thought I'd want to live out in the country somewhere. It gives me a peaceful feeling. And I've been feeling like this for a while now. I know I've talked about it before, but, this is the first time I realized I wasn't sure I wanted to move.
No, I am not becoming a redneck. Perhaps a recluse. Perhaps just...someone who wants peace. I love bluegrass music. Perhaps I'll fit right in, haha. I mean, all other things aside, I am not a typical "country loving" person. I don't like big trucks, four wheeling, country music, saying "ya'll," grits or any of that. I am stereotyping, yes.
Sure, I love big cities. I am just not sure I can live in them now. I've wanted to live in NYC, San Fran, Denver, and Chicago. Maybe I will. Maybe I won't. I am not sure where my life will lead me, but, right now, I want to stay right here. Maybe not North Carolina, exactly, but somewhere along the East Coast. I love Virginia. Maybe I'll move there.
Oh, and, who the hell is playing in the Super Bowl? I have no idea. Guess I could look it up, but, haha.