these little things that when you dropped them
or pressed a button would scream “GET ME OUTTA HERE!”
[It’s so much better if you actually hear it. On the offchance you come in contact with
me on a regular basis, just ask. I’m willing to demonstrate.]
And please, God.
I’m going to SERIOUSLY MAME someone before June is out.
Here’s a clue.
What makes you think that spending the one day, or week of the day, a year, that’s entirely YOU.
The one day when you actually don’t have people put stuff on you when you’re “just a kid.”
AWAY from a place you call home.
UNTIL A DAY BEFORE THIS ONE DAY A YEAR.
[[What do I call a vacation?
I call a vacation a chance to GET AWAY.
No, not out of state.
NO, not out country.
BUT OUT OF CITY?
YES. I NEED OUT.
I swear this is slowly gonna kill me.
Not physically. Well, maybe that, too.
Due to all the polution.
But emotionally, it’s starting.
And mentally, I’m fried.
BUT IM SO TIRED OF THIS.]]
Even IF you’re hard pressed to even CALL THAT PLACE “HOME” now thanks to the decision to hop up and leave it due to “convenience.”
Convenience may mean easy, but it doesnt mean good.
It’d sure as hell be “convenient” for me to live at Oakland.
Yeah, we can go to Starbucks.
Big freakin deal. It’s coffee.
There are things they call coffee makers that you can put in your house.
Yeah, we can be ten minutes away from Walmart.
Not like it was on the way home or anything.
And just because it’s “convenient” doesn’t mean it’s good.
Doesn’t make it beautiful.
Doesn’t make it an improvement.
There’s beauty in simplicity.
And maybe cause that place isn’t good for YOU anymore doesn’t mean
I should accomodate and expect to take it all.
And maybe cause those people aren’t good ENOUGH for YOU
doesn’t mean you should talk down to them.
It takes all kinds to make the world go round.
Once you embrace that maybe you’ll have some sort of revelation and lose a few egocentric tendencies.
AND with that being said, for someone so open minded, it seems you have a low tolerance for people who are different from you.