Tig.: You know what...

Tuesday, July 20, 2004

You know what...

My life is boring. Yep. Big news. -dies- It is. I need to travel. I'm sick of staying in the same place. I've been here too long...I can feel that feeling again...you know...the one that whispers in your ear...telling you of far off places...of better places...of bright colors...and foreign adventures...I've been here too long...I need to move. I need to do something besides stay here...stay here and do the same old routine...I don't know how all of this came...it just...it's here. I don't think I've ever really felt it...because I've never stayed in the same place for very long...Florida...two weeks...Georgia...two years...Missouri...four years...and I've been in Arkansas for the rest...but not one place..nooooo...all over Arkansas...Hope...two years...Spring Hill...three years...Lockesburg...four years...Oh God...I'm reaching the five year mark...that's why this is happening...I need to move! God...I've never stayed in one place for five years...nor do I want to...I want to GO! I want to move...some place else. Some other state...some other country...some other time zone, please God...I wanna move. I don't understand why...maybe...at least towns. Let me move to a different town...four years...God...I've been here four years...I wanna go back to Missouri...-sighs- I've been in Arkansas for...oh my God...9 years...I've lived here 9 years...I wanna go...just...wanna leave. See something new...go out of the country...I haven't traveled in so long...it's been too long...I just...wanna pack up the truck and drive...drive wherever he takes me...let myself go...just...be free...go to the places that I don't know...take a map and drive all day...14...15...16 hours...I just...wanna go. I'm sick of the same place...I'm sick of it...I know everything around here...I know most of the people...most of everything...if not all of everything... I don't know where this post is coming from...and it's not exactly a negative post...it's more of...I'm having a craving...I feel boring...I don't want to be boring...I wanna go somewhere else...meet more people...find more cultures...more open-minded people...I wanna find different races...different thoughts...different minds...different colors...different smells...I know everything around here...it's safe...and as much as I love security...I need to push myself out there...I need to find something new. Some place dangerous...full of everything new...somewhere exotic...but maybe just exotic to me... Some place bigger...maybe one smaller...probably bigger...small towns drive me crazy...I don't like having just to walk somewhere to get there...I like a big city. Some place that winds for miles...but not...extremely big...just big enough to where the crime rate is down and the people are still nice...but I down Gainesville was ever like that...nor ever is going to be. I want to go, though...there are so many people...that don't understand why I like to travel...but the world is beautiful...and it's not fair for me to be stuck in one place in the world...I should be able to see it...I wanna go...I wanna go to Spain...India...Ireland...England...Portugal...Brazil...Scotland...New Zealand...Puerto Rico...Cuba...China...God...I bet they're beautiful...so many different voices...and people...and sights to be seen. And it kills me that I'm not there. That I'm stuck here...where I know everything...where the colors grow duller and duller in my eyes...and where everything becomes bland and grey...the excitement gone and my eyes grow dim...the sounds are all the same...always will be...have been...everything's the same...I need to go...I wonder what India looks like in winter...what Spain looks like in March...Ireland would probably be beautiful in fall...all of its green turning to light browns...and soft, but blunt yellows and dark browns...It's probably beautiful...I want to go to Maine...to Washington...deep inside of Canada...back down into Mexico...Guatemala...the Caribbean...I wonder what Port Royale really looks like...I wish I could go to Whitby...to Jamaica...I want to sail...I wonder if I'd get sea-sick...I doubt it...but...I'd want to try...try everything...I want to visit...all of the continents...even Antarctica...every ocean...I want to travel...see the Black Sea...the Red Sea...the Dead Sea...the Mediterranean Sea... Egypt...God I wonder if Cairo would be as pretty as I think it would...Djibouti...hehe...I wanna go there too! I want to visit a cape...Cape Cod...Cape Verde...Cape...everything! The Bahamas...the Dominican Republic...Trinidad...Barbados...hehe...Dominica. ANYTHING WITH THE WORLD DOMINIC IN IT! -giggles- I wanna go to. Isla de Margarita...I wonder if they'd sell alcohol...California...to Knott's berry farm...to San Francisco...Germany...Greece...Rome...God...Belgium...Norway... Sweden...Switzerland...God...all those places...they'd be wonderful...hell...I want to go somewhere in country...I don't care where...just not...not Arkansas...somewhere I haven't been...somewhere new...God, let me go there...I've been here too long...I've worn out my welcome...in this state...this region...possibly even in this country...they've worn out my welcome...I want to go...to be free...
 
You'll have to ignore this post...it's for myself...to let my mind go free...and it did...and I feel much better now...I still really wish I could go...But I suppose I could be worse off...I could actually want to stay here. God...that would be awful...
 
Well...good night everyone...sleep tight...sweet dreams...and remember...whoever you are out there...no matter who you are...my thoughts are with you...





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