boring post x-posted on myspace
it's always funny when you realize that you have no real attachment to a city anymore. either the places that make the city what it is to you are gone or they just aren't the same without the people that used to hang out there with you. i've come to realize, very slowly over the years, that i actually hate going up to huntsville. don't get me wrong, i still enjoy seeing all of my friends that are still up there i just hate the town. it stopped being "home" a long time ago.
which brings me to the subject of my current "home" town of birmingham. a city that i am incapable of navigating. not because it's a poorly laid out city (which it is, but that's neither here nor there), but because i don't care enough about it to learn my way around it. i know how to get to all of about four locations in the city proper without the help of mapquest. i love my apartment.to the point that i seriously think i've become a hermit. i don't go out much at all. when i do, i become an 80 year old woman who yells at teenagers and wants to get back in bed by 10p.m. i'm ridiculous.
so i guess this boils down to me needing to find a city (or country) that inspires me to leave the creature comforts of my actual homestead. i want to find a city to call home again. one that has a lot less concrete and more natural spaces to just walk around and explore. i realize this is a really long and lame post, but it's just been on my mind today. i'm sure half of you didn't make it to the end of this anywho.
i hope all of you are having fantabulous weekends!
toodles!
which brings me to the subject of my current "home" town of birmingham. a city that i am incapable of navigating. not because it's a poorly laid out city (which it is, but that's neither here nor there), but because i don't care enough about it to learn my way around it. i know how to get to all of about four locations in the city proper without the help of mapquest. i love my apartment.to the point that i seriously think i've become a hermit. i don't go out much at all. when i do, i become an 80 year old woman who yells at teenagers and wants to get back in bed by 10p.m. i'm ridiculous.
so i guess this boils down to me needing to find a city (or country) that inspires me to leave the creature comforts of my actual homestead. i want to find a city to call home again. one that has a lot less concrete and more natural spaces to just walk around and explore. i realize this is a really long and lame post, but it's just been on my mind today. i'm sure half of you didn't make it to the end of this anywho.
i hope all of you are having fantabulous weekends!
toodles!