A new post as a direct result of complaints from little people
im tired of boston. im probably more in need of a change of scenery than a need to get out of boston in particular. ive been here for 6 years and chased dreams every which way through the city. as it turns out they werent really here to begin with, but i had to be here to find that out. all in all, its been a good ride.
so where to poot? Rhode Island is where. as you may all recall, i almost moved down a few months ago but i freaked out at the last second. but something funny happened since then. its not homesickness but ive started missing alot of the small parts of life outside the city. and i do mean small things. warm summer breeze coming off the water and into my bedroom window in the summer, the feel of grass underneath bare feet (without the fear of stepping on a syringe), beaches, cookouts, and dogs. i think i tried to be a 20 something person, go out to bars, hang out, be cool, but its just not me, at least not up here. i can still go hang out at bars with friends and things, but for the most part its not me. too many people try so hard to be so very cool and its disheartening. i guess you could say im too wholesome. *gasp*
i'll be leaving boston sometime in the next few months. i have the job already lined up in RI, living situation too, all that i have to do is sublet my apartment. is it a little sad? of course it is. i am leaving some great friends behind. thank god i am a pilot, i can swing up here anytime i want very quickly. but i cant shake the thought of waking up everyday, going and doing something i love to do, something that makes my days beautiful beyond description, and having that be my life. its just too good to be true.
if you listen to dave matthews' before these crowded streets, there is that hidden track after spoon ends. "come in from the cold for awhile, everything will be alright, come in from the noise for a time, everything will be alright..." thats how i feel right now.
so where to poot? Rhode Island is where. as you may all recall, i almost moved down a few months ago but i freaked out at the last second. but something funny happened since then. its not homesickness but ive started missing alot of the small parts of life outside the city. and i do mean small things. warm summer breeze coming off the water and into my bedroom window in the summer, the feel of grass underneath bare feet (without the fear of stepping on a syringe), beaches, cookouts, and dogs. i think i tried to be a 20 something person, go out to bars, hang out, be cool, but its just not me, at least not up here. i can still go hang out at bars with friends and things, but for the most part its not me. too many people try so hard to be so very cool and its disheartening. i guess you could say im too wholesome. *gasp*
i'll be leaving boston sometime in the next few months. i have the job already lined up in RI, living situation too, all that i have to do is sublet my apartment. is it a little sad? of course it is. i am leaving some great friends behind. thank god i am a pilot, i can swing up here anytime i want very quickly. but i cant shake the thought of waking up everyday, going and doing something i love to do, something that makes my days beautiful beyond description, and having that be my life. its just too good to be true.
if you listen to dave matthews' before these crowded streets, there is that hidden track after spoon ends. "come in from the cold for awhile, everything will be alright, come in from the noise for a time, everything will be alright..." thats how i feel right now.
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