Sunday, January 27, 2008

Confessions from the Middle of Nowhere

Change is a funny word.
To make or become different--definition according to my dictionary

But are people really people capable of change? Society seems to be split on the concept of change. Some people see change as an opportunity to make things better. Others, a disastrous force trying to corrupt their way of life.

People in themselves do change overtime, but do we really change in any way that profoundly affect our personalities? Change is more than saying you'll do something. It's following through with things. The word "change" is habitually passed around. People seem to have forgotten the meaning.

I need to find a place where weird people go to be normal. Maybe I should rephrase that, I need to go somewhere where weird is normal. Everyone I live near is extremely cautious about everything. They talk about big ideas and big dreams, but they'll never try to do anything about them. They're set in their cookie-cutter ways, never once thinking of anything else. It's all very Agrestic or Wisteria Lane-esque. Everyone's obsessed with their reputations and never breaking the mold, meanwhile they're all stabbing their friends in the back and gossiping like lunatics. They are also very uncomfortable with uncertainty. Grey areas scare them, they'll either make them black and white or ignore them completely. Not having your life figured our is not an option. I suppose they like their simple ways of life, not tainted by things like cultural diversity. The weird thing is, every now and then, I start to get sucked into it. Thinking maybe I could live like this. Then I realize I've been living here way too long, and I need to get out as soon as possible.

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