Friday, July 9, 2010

Why I can't do Small Towns....


When you reach the tender age of 40, somethings you get pretty tired of. Me...Is People. Not just any people. But people who don't change. People who don't grow. People who don't see that there is more to life than what is within a 20 mile radius. People who seem to not have any flavor, orginality, color, culture nor ambiance. Zombies!!! This is a big planet.. If you haven't known. But some folks are trapped in a rubics cube of an existence and feel that that is all the world is. Amber Alert to Brain!! Ring the Alarm!!! Life only begins when you turn 18. Cause then... you are free from the tyranny of parents. Adulthood begins. No child support check nor government assistance for a 18 year old living with the parents. So..Why can't i do small towns (again)? I don't want to see the same person I went too elementary school, junior high, senior high and community college for the last 40 years. Nor do i want to try to talk to the girl that had a kid by my cousin, my co-worker(at wendy's), and my best friends sister's baby daddy. Small towns seem to have women in heavy rotation. All the guy's have the same women chasing after them. Everyone is related to everyone, thru someone elses kid. Can we say Deliverance? Can we say Hillbillies? No 6 degrees of seperation - Try 2 degrees. Emancipate yourself. Break the chains. Outgrown the shoes that you were born in. Step outside the box and make new boundaries. One library, One mall, No Dave&Busters, No Pro Sports team, No Science center, No Water Park, One supermarket,8 bars, no clubs, 10 churches and 20 liquor stores. Hmmm..... What is the problem with this picture? Simply put.... Why watch Bright Lights & Big Citys, when you can sell the donkey, empty out the penny jar, load up the station wagon and move 90 miles North and start up a new life. See museums, visit bigger & more diverse libraries, goto a slamming dance club, not run into someone everyday that probably sat behind you in math class and shop at a dozen different malls (where everyone isn't dressed the same). Greater chances, you wont end up dating your cousin from your cousin twice removed. Then maybe..the nightmares will stop coming into your dreams and visions of zombies will then be visions of Hooters Girls dropping off platters of flaming hot bbq wings. Cause surely, you won't find that in a small town.

1 comment:

  1. Oh man you've hit the nail on the head about small towns. This post right here describes why I wanna get the hell out of one lol. Except my sights are more on 2200 miles to the southwest, not 90 miles to the north.

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