It seems like everyone is departing Minnesota. This always seems to happen during the winter. People who had the itch all year round remember the pains of winter and get a wild hair up their ass to get the hell out.
That hair seems to have grown in my ass.
My job is going ok, but I think it is time to start considering a move. I'm reaching that age where every guy goes through his walkabout. I'm getting itchy to leave to somewhere distant and "start fresh" even though I don't really have anything to run away from.
Normally, I scoff at people who are so anxious to leave Minnesota. It is a beautiful town, with a lot of friendly people. It's clean, and the weather really isn't that bad. I think my problem is mostly just the stale nature of it all. I need a refresh of people- not necessarily scenery.
My friends seem to go through a constant revolving door. The good ones come in- and then disappear. They move away and I rarely hear from them, if at all. I'm getting tired of devoting time to friends who just eventually disappear on me anyway. Don't even get me started on the other kinds of relationships.
Even though things are going just fine for me- something still seems to be missing. I may just decide to disappear one day myself and take that walkabout that runs through my blood.
That hair seems to have grown in my ass.
My job is going ok, but I think it is time to start considering a move. I'm reaching that age where every guy goes through his walkabout. I'm getting itchy to leave to somewhere distant and "start fresh" even though I don't really have anything to run away from.
Normally, I scoff at people who are so anxious to leave Minnesota. It is a beautiful town, with a lot of friendly people. It's clean, and the weather really isn't that bad. I think my problem is mostly just the stale nature of it all. I need a refresh of people- not necessarily scenery.
My friends seem to go through a constant revolving door. The good ones come in- and then disappear. They move away and I rarely hear from them, if at all. I'm getting tired of devoting time to friends who just eventually disappear on me anyway. Don't even get me started on the other kinds of relationships.
Even though things are going just fine for me- something still seems to be missing. I may just decide to disappear one day myself and take that walkabout that runs through my blood.
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Thanks for the link to that Spongebob article! I nearly peed my pants!
You can always go home. Funny thing is, I really appreciate my home much more since I've left.