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Monday, July 12, 2004
12:31 AM
i think i'm going to move to north carolina.
Monday, July 05, 2004
4:49 PM
The Fourth of July isn't the Fourth without going home. It's hard to say I've bought into the Hollywood myth of middle America when I grew up there but especially because I don't buy into much of the rest. But for that day, there isn't anywhere else to be. Fireworks in the park with everyone lining the baseball diamond, the cover band silent while the sound system blasts "God Bless the USA." It's home, without a doubt, and for all its other flaws, I wouldn't trade it for the world.
But it's strange to see the people who haven't left or haven't ventured far, and how little their lives have changed. For all the issues I may have, my life is certainly not static. Uncertainty may be uncomfortable, but it's seldom boring.
This weekend may hopefully be another new starting point, where I readjust my breathing. It had quite a few moments which have me feeling over-privileged.
Walking in the early crowd of the farmers market, buying fresh vegetables at a dollar a bag or a bunch, discovering goat's milk ice cream and eating fresh strawberries before going home and curling back up in bed.
Standing at the bottom of the steps and leaning on a giant old tree, watching fireworks light the sky.
The money spent for pure entertainment, on multicolored explosions and comic book movies, on gas and coffee and beer. And sometimes something as simply as picking raspberries at dusk in my parents backyard is enough to make me content. We're lucky bastards these days, aren't we?
