I can't decide for what reasons I miss Lynchburg. I do, I miss it so much. There's really nothing to do there, unless you have the right people around you... I miss the people and beauty. Yeah, most of its run-down. But the old buildings and houses are just beautiful... broken and messy... I love it.
The houses in the city have the most amazing rooms, nooks and crannies... the basements are musty and old... and the yards and porches are fantastic.
I'm not sure if I enjoy the houses for the look, or the people that reside inside of them. For the memories that are made.
Sitting in the "rock room" listening to the boys play, brings it all home. I enjoy those 2am jam sessions, with some drinks and cigarettes. There's a minotaur in the back yard, don't leave the patio, or you'll become prey. Daylight hours I explore the yard... its huge! Big trees, bushes and a fence... what's on the other side?
Wallpaper and ping pong... window ac units and boilers. We're all 20-somethings... trying to make it on our own... Kitchen ice-cream socials and The Simpsons until 3 am. My gosh, this is what I live for... to be with my friends... sleeping on couches, the floor, chairs and in cars... This is the life... I love my friends, my boyfriend and the times I spend with them. Only for a weekend though, then I'm back home... Miserable, longing to be back with my friends...
My heart HAS to be in the right place, I'm most fearful of wanting to move back just because my friends are there... I would have a life, opposed to staying at home, writing on this blog...
Am I feeling this because I'm supposed to be in Virginia? Or am I feeling this because I think I would be miserable anywhere else?
2 comments:
move to lynchburg.
I second that.
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