Dead on Arrival
That's exactly what Sarasota is. It hit me like a semi-truck going 100 miles per hour as soon as I got here. Even though I don't really do much in Orlando, at least the opportunites to do something exist. "So why the hell are you down there?" you may be wondering to yourself. Well kind sir, or madam, there are several reasons: my car is finally getting repaired, I needed to renew my passport since I will be leaving the country later this summer, and because the sloth pace of Sarasota is somewhat relieving, in small increments that is.
Don't get me wrong, Sarasota is a wonderful town to live in, provided you have money, but there's just nothing to do at night. During the day everything is open and bustling but once 9:00PM rolls around everything seems to shut down. Well not everything. We've got Walmart, Steak and Shake, and there's that one club. Walmart is fun for a whole 5 minutes, Steak and Shake is alright, and since I'm such a club whore (no.) the club is certainly not my cup of tea. This really limits the things I have to do. Notwithstanding, my friends and I always find something to do; even if we have to stretch our imaginations or the law a little at times.
But I digress. I will be leaving here soon to go back to Orlando. Back to school, to work, to the apartment, to the fraternity. I will be back there and I will miss this place. I will miss the long days of doing nothing followed by long nights of doing nothing. I will miss how congested the roads are during the day and how incredibly empty they are at night. I will miss the comforts of being home and not having a care or responsiblity in the world. I maybe in Orlando, but Sarasota is where my heart is.
Don't get me wrong, Sarasota is a wonderful town to live in, provided you have money, but there's just nothing to do at night. During the day everything is open and bustling but once 9:00PM rolls around everything seems to shut down. Well not everything. We've got Walmart, Steak and Shake, and there's that one club. Walmart is fun for a whole 5 minutes, Steak and Shake is alright, and since I'm such a club whore (no.) the club is certainly not my cup of tea. This really limits the things I have to do. Notwithstanding, my friends and I always find something to do; even if we have to stretch our imaginations or the law a little at times.
But I digress. I will be leaving here soon to go back to Orlando. Back to school, to work, to the apartment, to the fraternity. I will be back there and I will miss this place. I will miss the long days of doing nothing followed by long nights of doing nothing. I will miss how congested the roads are during the day and how incredibly empty they are at night. I will miss the comforts of being home and not having a care or responsiblity in the world. I maybe in Orlando, but Sarasota is where my heart is.