I have two places I want to be. Maybe one more than the other. But still, where I'm at has its perks.
"Where I'm at" happens to be California. The Beach Cities, west of Los Angeles to be more exact. I grew up here. El Segundo IS my hometown. I smile walking down Main Street. I have fond memories of Center Street Elementary on through to El Segundo High School. I love my friends from that period of my life. I have a steady job. I go and work out with a group of friends that I have found.
But . . .
I also feel like I am living in the past. I hear "Interstate Love Song" by Stone Temple Pilots or "Pop-Rocks and Coke" by Green Day, and all of the sudden I'm back in the 90s. Nostalgia and fond memories are great. However, I have a propensity towards wanting to jump in a time machine and stay there. It's like a dream world that I want to live in. I hardly talk to any of those high school friends, even on the internet, and I never see any of them. Although many live close, they have their own lives. Most have jobs, several are married or in committed relationships. I doubt that very many of them have anything against me. But they have their own life.
I have my family here. I love my family. But they all have ideas for my life. Unconsciously, I think they want to be in charge of their favorite parts of my life. Mummy likes this one girl that I've known for decades. Whenever I say that I want to see a movie or do something she says, "Call ------, take her with you!" And then when I either give her a "not again" look she adds, "I'm not trying to get you together." Yes. You are. Despite the fact I've tried to patiently explain that I'm not interested, and the object of your affection says she isn't either, yes, you do want us to be together. So much so that I wonder if you'll be happy when I do find someone.
Then there is my dad and step-mom. They feel, because I have spina bifida, like I need to be protected from everything. I feel like I am still 9 years old when I am around them.
My siblings, or at least 2 of the older ones, and the spouse of one of them, are more into the- you need to escape from under the thumb of our parents- and I, or WE, have the best plan to do that. Do as I say, and you'll be free.
On the other hand, there is Idaho. I went to college there. I know how much I like it there. The weather may not be as nice during the winter, although I'm not totally opposed to snow. I don't have a job there. I don't even have very many leads, although I have asked around. I like the small town life. Like El Segundo, I feel comfortable in Idaho. If I found a job, I'd move there.
But . . . I'm not sure if they want to bring someone in from a different state.
I'd have to find new friends. I'm not shy. Just introverted and reserved. Because I don't understand how to do small talk, and want to skip straight to how others feel about the universe, I think I may freak people out at times. If there is a big get to know you group activity, I tend to not say much. Therefore, I don't give very good first impressions. Apparently those are important?
So, I'm not sure what to do, and where to go. Should I stay, or should I go? Maybe I should just listen to a song to tell me.
YouTube
Interstate Love Song-Stone Temple Pilots
Pop Rocks and Coke-Green Day
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