You know that feeling you get....You know the one where you feel like you just dont belong....I get that way every now and again...It makes me want to pack up and hit 64 East and not look back to the valley.
I go through these fits every once and a while especially when it gets close to my birthday... Well its about a week until my birthday so I thought I would blog about it.
I know this is what I am suppose to be doing....Working IT have a good job and the love of my life is here with me.
I also know that there is nothing for me in Beckley. I couldnt find a job there and thats how I ended up in Charleston to begin with....
But still I grew up in Beckley and sure there is nothing to do there but hell there is nothing to do here. At least at home I have my family and friends and Mel does too.
I miss the Friday night all nighters hanging out with Thomas and Chris...I miss driving out and knowing the cars I pass...I even miss the people who poke my stomach and tell me Ive gained weight...(Side note I have a desk job now of course I was going to gain weight) I miss going to Grandmas and going to the top of the hill and hitting golf balls into the woods or taking up for my fam when someone does them wrong.
Every time I hear about something going on it makes me so furious that I wasnt there or I cant help.
Sure I have things going pretty well here but honestly I would dig a ditch in Beckley to get out of the Valley.
Im not saying there is anything wrong with Charleston but its just not my kind of town. Its not home.. You dont know everyone on the corner..Kinda like Cheers everybody knows my name there.
Man the simpliest times were when I worked at Kroger making like 7 bucks an hour. I would make enough money to fill my car up and do something on the weekends. I was broke but happy.
I guess that is part of growing up (The Real World As They Say)
