Sunday, December 16, 2012

North Carolina

If ever there was a sleepy town, my aunt and uncle live there in north carolina. I almost never see anyone outside, except for the occasional unsupervised kid throwing rocks at something, or torturing a dog. Everyones house has some type of overgrown weed and dead or dying grass. theres a graveyard right up the road; which, sadly, Is the most interesting part of north carolina Ive seen since ive been here. My aunt and uncle are nice, I love how my uncle always makes jokes and my aunt takes them so seriously. my uncle's a slob, a clown, unhealthy and generally fun to be around, my aunts a perfectionist, way too serious, eats healthy, and uptight. They are like night and day, but they love each other.

I am glad to get away from all the work up at the mission, if nothing else its been relaxing. I would go crazy if I lived here though, it drives me nuts just seeing the surroundings. I become antsy, almost like how someone with claustrophobia thinks "Im never gonna get out of this small space" except its more like " I really hope I don't end up here in my old age". I think its my traveller's spirit, It may not seem like it, but it eats me up if I'm in one place for too long. Ive experienced staying put...Its time for adventure. I'm sure one day I will be content to stay in one place and die there, but I feel something right now that cant be stopped, this ever-bulding yearning to just go, to go anywhere and everywhere, to scour the globe and leave no stone unturned. Patience has plateaued and my heart beats faster every day, I feel like a runner at the start line: no time to think of the finish line, just to focus on running the race.

There is a certain beauty to the place, like anywhere, but a dark beauty: one born of lust and not of love, a beauty that corrupts or drives you crazy. Everyone I've seen here is either retired or standing on the side of the road, drinking. every night I fall asleep thinking,"maybe I'll treat myself and go walk through the graveyard tomorrow."

Im glad I'm here, but I'm glad I'm leaving.

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