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Should I whoop and hollar? The bluegrass band came into the trail center yesterday and found out I was from NC. I could feel it suck whatever southern drawl I still have left right out of me. I have met some dang cool people up here from all over and I have realized that I never want to return to Provo again. It feels like training for white middle class america. I don't even want that. I don't want some lame cookie-cutter track home with a fat mailbox that has three bills and post card from my neighbor in vegas. I want to live in a yert. I want to have dogs. I want to invent my own breads and write books. I think I'm getting scared. I can feel the dorsiflexion in my feet trying to halt the forward movement. Is this normal?
So I am the most sure unsure person I know. I don't know if I want what I thought I wanted. I hate it when this happens. It rarely happens with food, and perhaps that's why we have such a good relationship.
So I am the most sure unsure person I know. I don't know if I want what I thought I wanted. I hate it when this happens. It rarely happens with food, and perhaps that's why we have such a good relationship.
posted by Angela at 9:04 PM
5 Comments:
Hey Ang, I'm realizing that I don't have your email address. I love reading your blog. It makes me wonder why I spend every day sitting behind a desk. I keep telling myself, this is temporary, this is to get me through school. Sometimes I feel that I have to physically make myself stay right here where I'm at. I'd much rather be wandering through the woods, or romping through Europe. For now, I'm here, trying get my French to a level that will make me competitive. Waiting is an art, isn't it? Send me your email address. I'll talk to you soon.
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angela- you alwys seem to put into words what i cannot. lately i have been realizing the exact same thing. I dont want suburban comfort and security. I want eccentricity and interstingly odd. it still suprises and delights me to know that people think the same thoughts...but i guess if anyone would, it is you. Enjoy alaska for me- drink it up, i miss it like crazy. i look outside today and want pine trees to match this gloomy sky. That would make me happy :)love you
I think you should always whoop and hollar; and also I think you should always try to speak in the same accent as the person you are talking with - whether you can pull it off or not, just keep trying. Also, I will try to remember NOT to send you a postcard when I'm in Vegas in a few weeks. But I'll have you know there are some good bike trails and climbing spots there.
On a lighter note: Is it ok if I build my oversized cookie cutter track home next to your yert? I would like to test out your bread inventions and let Kona play with your dogs :)
I think being scared is normal. Especially for someone like you who is adventurous, relatively independent and lives life with passion. Small things like the layout of your house, or what's in your mail box don't just put finishing touches on our lives; they effect our environment which in turn effects our lifestyle and life satisfaction. People that ignore that and settle for "white middle class america" end up with secret depression problems, see counselors regularly, eat too much comfort food, stress out a lot and live their lives day by day just waiting for a luncheon or 30 min tv program that will help them relax and forget about their pathetic lives. I don't think you're unsure of what you want...I think you know exactly what you want but maybe you're unsure of what will get you there? I think it's good if you're a little scared. It means you'll be careful and end up getting what you want in the end. Maybe I don't know what the heck I'm talking about and should stop rambling on your blog.
It's called arrested development!! welcome to my world! Go forth and serve, my friend! I just got back from seeing The Faint, and after a couple hours of pure, unadulterated dance floor destruction, I feel like I'm not as old as others want me to feel and I'm never going to do anything I don't want to ever again. Is that selfish or ambitious?
Hi Shmoo
I wrote you an email, did you get it? I really would looooOOOoove to hear from you. I'm glad you are lovin it up in Alaska...feeling adventursome....I love the way you write! I feel the same about not wanting a certain lifestyle...but I still like Provo.
I want to call you and hear the current status of your life...how are things with he who shall not be named?
-Linds
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