But I remember thinking to myself "I'll never want to move again". I was jealous of all the people who grew up in the same state with the same people. I just wanted to settle and grow in one place.
But now I've been here in Virginia for about two years...and something just feels so...itchy. I feel like something needs to change. Granted, I live in Fredericksburg, not a mecca of fun and excitement, but still and enjoyable place to live. The summer has me wanting something. The ringing is so loud.
Perhaps I need to move. Fredericksburg is like maple syrup, sweet and slow. I want to live faster. I've never had a city life. I want to make art and see art. I want to go to galleries and shows and listen to jazz and orchestras. I want to go restauranting. I want more reasons to wear my best clothes. I want to see and be seen. And I don't think I could cure this with a trip to D.C. or Richmond, maybe I'm wrong; perhaps it would help satisfy it...at least for a short while.
There are also the people. I love the people here, but too many are the kind that would travel to India only to have McDonalds. I want to be with people who aren't satisfyied with a mediocre life; Let's have fun at a party one night and go build houses the next day, maybe we could go see some paintings and then fool around behind that statue; anything! Most of all, I'd like to be with people who are willing to do these things without reservations, I don't want to have to beg and plead. Instead I find myself being told that the things I want are out of my reach or that "they just don't do that" (in a very condesending way).
Well I can only hit Snooze for so long before I have to get up and go. I'm going to make things change, I'm going to do it for me.