Don't get me wrong...I LOVE my Western Pennsylvanian heritage. I like the idea of coming home and getting away from the city and, theoretically, spending time with my family. I love the snow hanging on the trees and seeing "real" winter. However, I always quickly remember all of the reasons I wanted to get the hell out of Dodge when I was a teenager. Except that now, even the things I never noticed because they were just part of my concept of normalcy (is that a word? aah! this mountain is eating my brain!) bug me now. Things like the fact that something as simple as going to a coffeeshop is completely impossible here. But, even more, people seem to be living in this bubble where the word "doesn't" don't exist. (Yes, that was intended.) I have to stop myself from launching into a grammar lesson in the store.
This is a world where the hairstyle you had when you graduated from high school is the one that you are destined to have for the rest of your life. And, it's a world where girls are expected to meet a "nice boy" in high school or, for the late bloomers, college and then settle down and have a nice little life where meals consist of a meat and a potato and a vegetable. I don't fit in here. Not one tiny iota. My parents giggle at the mention of an alcoholic beverage and are uncomfortable with the word, "bar". I love them all dearly, but I really do need out. And, to top it all off, I have no car here. (Ok, so I guess I don't have a car anywhere else, either, but you know what I mean.) Talk about freedom deprivation!
K, I'm done now. Someday, I will write about all of the wonderful-ness of growing up in Ebensburg. There really is wonderful-ness, too. I'm just having trouble seeing it through my boredom at the moment.
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Even though you sit in the boredom...that is a place that has helped to form you into the person that you are today. That place is a part of the "who" that you are today.
Maybe it is not a place of great excitment...but isn't it in some small way a place of safety and security?
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