Bout damn time
Just returned from my desert trip to North Dakota. About the only two things I got out of it was a better understanding of why and how my family annoys the bajeezus outta me and some awesome pics of sunsets. I guess that's sufficient.
Passed a calm 4th of July with the little sister at Sand Lake. Spent 8$ to ride a ferris wheel, really... and hick watched. Still amazes me that there are people like that in the world. When I say "like that" I mean, lets bring our dirty, screaming, sticky children to the same area as women in black sports bras and white wifebeaters and dirt poor cowboy wannabes. And eat DELICIOUS food. Oh and the fireworks were good. Fireworks are one of those things that I don't really think about, but whenever I see them are quite enjoyable. And bring back memories.
Now that I think about it, I've been free to enjoy myself more this summer, but slowly mourning the fact that after this summer, I'm done in Michigan. I love my family, but I believe I've always known that I could love them from afar and enjoy the QUALITY of my time with them, not my quantity. I can't vouch for the increasing amount of joy I've gotten out of time with them lately, it sprouted up after my trip to New York City, but deep down I think it's because I'm leaving. And I'm glad. Actually being out of the vicinity of my family will be another step towards getting... what I don't quite have an answer for, but everyone else seems to think is much needed and deserved independence. Guilt and lording financial dependence over someone can only fence someone in for so long... I know I've lived a good life and I would look at anyone who criticizes what I've received and tell them to, well, F*** off. I didn't ask for it, but it was freely given, albeit with a healthy dose of guilt and beating my desire to flee down with a stick. Can it really be true that a family needs someone in their midst so much that being monetary benefactors elevates their opinion of authority over the receiver of these monetary benefit's heads?
All good questions, and in time, I'm sure I'll know the answers.
Passed a calm 4th of July with the little sister at Sand Lake. Spent 8$ to ride a ferris wheel, really... and hick watched. Still amazes me that there are people like that in the world. When I say "like that" I mean, lets bring our dirty, screaming, sticky children to the same area as women in black sports bras and white wifebeaters and dirt poor cowboy wannabes. And eat DELICIOUS food. Oh and the fireworks were good. Fireworks are one of those things that I don't really think about, but whenever I see them are quite enjoyable. And bring back memories.
Now that I think about it, I've been free to enjoy myself more this summer, but slowly mourning the fact that after this summer, I'm done in Michigan. I love my family, but I believe I've always known that I could love them from afar and enjoy the QUALITY of my time with them, not my quantity. I can't vouch for the increasing amount of joy I've gotten out of time with them lately, it sprouted up after my trip to New York City, but deep down I think it's because I'm leaving. And I'm glad. Actually being out of the vicinity of my family will be another step towards getting... what I don't quite have an answer for, but everyone else seems to think is much needed and deserved independence. Guilt and lording financial dependence over someone can only fence someone in for so long... I know I've lived a good life and I would look at anyone who criticizes what I've received and tell them to, well, F*** off. I didn't ask for it, but it was freely given, albeit with a healthy dose of guilt and beating my desire to flee down with a stick. Can it really be true that a family needs someone in their midst so much that being monetary benefactors elevates their opinion of authority over the receiver of these monetary benefit's heads?
All good questions, and in time, I'm sure I'll know the answers.