I'm the Lady in Red While Everybody Else is Wearing Tan
This feels so odd. Borderline on surreal. I feel out of place, like a puzzle piece that won't fit into any of the open spaces.
You can always tell who's native to Boone. They're the ones that will meet your eye, flash you a grin and say hello. They will hold doors open for anybody, talk to everybody and judge nobody. Everyone is greeted cordially.
Not here, though. 'Too much of that Yankee negativity!' my dad says. Maybe he's right. They all come down here, spouting off about 'progress' and 'technology' and 'economic growth', each and every one of them coming equipped with a frown (standard) or a glare (luxury). Do not make eye contact. Do not greet. Do not nod your head (unless you be at da club). Do not wave. Do not acknowledge others. A vast sea of anonymous angry-holics. Keep your eyes on your feet, on the sidewalk or straight ahead. If you don't fit in, they break you until you do. I don't like it at all.
I feel as if none of them want to be happy. A great big 'no happiness' conspiracy. They aren't capable of happiness, therefore they don't want happiness for others and will subsequently prevent it from existing.
Don't let them suck me in! I don't want to be like them!
Somebody come visit soon. I need a breath of fresh air.
You can always tell who's native to Boone. They're the ones that will meet your eye, flash you a grin and say hello. They will hold doors open for anybody, talk to everybody and judge nobody. Everyone is greeted cordially.
Not here, though. 'Too much of that Yankee negativity!' my dad says. Maybe he's right. They all come down here, spouting off about 'progress' and 'technology' and 'economic growth', each and every one of them coming equipped with a frown (standard) or a glare (luxury). Do not make eye contact. Do not greet. Do not nod your head (unless you be at da club). Do not wave. Do not acknowledge others. A vast sea of anonymous angry-holics. Keep your eyes on your feet, on the sidewalk or straight ahead. If you don't fit in, they break you until you do. I don't like it at all.
I feel as if none of them want to be happy. A great big 'no happiness' conspiracy. They aren't capable of happiness, therefore they don't want happiness for others and will subsequently prevent it from existing.
Don't let them suck me in! I don't want to be like them!
Somebody come visit soon. I need a breath of fresh air.