September 18, 2005
this world is not my home
i was sitting in lecture this tuesday and i had a sudden realization: i want to live somewhere small. i don't like new york. i don't need this many people, this many things to do, this much stuff. i want to be able to visit, but i don't want to live here anymore. i want to finish my program and move somewhere else.
i am feeling terrible today and it might have something to do with not eating since friday and getting really drunk in the afternoon yesterday and going through the sobering up process while still awake and then trying to go out and having plans fall through and then coming all the way home.
new york in the summer particularly feels like hell. i have this little imaginary city in my head where you live on quiet tree-lined streets with porches but then you can go downtown and buy records and go to thrift stores and museums and hear bands play but then you can go back to yr nice quiet street and you can even ride yr bike around and visit yr friends. and where you don't have to view every person you see as a potential mugger / stabber / rapist / etc. is there a place like this? please tell me.
xo.
Posted by ree at 02:49 PM
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Yeah, it's Stars Hollow. But it only exists on the teevee.
Or it could be Portland.
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it's totally portland!
come visit!
though i have to be upfront that portland is lacking in the art museum capacity. though there is a gallery-focused art scene here, but so far it's not the same at all to me. but nyc is kind of unrivaled in that department.
our thrift stores are way more awesome!
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darling, you must come to visit during columbus day. reenactments are in store (i'm thinking pock-invested blankets and spanish flags..).
and i will be yr way in november. or perhaps we can go to bostonia?
never fear. xo
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Carrboro is waiting for you.
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I know what you mean. I could never live in New York. Taichung is like this great experiment for me -- what's it like to live in a city? -- but without the scariness and expense of experimenting in a big American city.
If Taiwan were closer to my mom, I could probably live here forever, but otherwise, give me somewhere smaller. (And all my Taiwanese friends say they'd much rather be in WV -- less people!)
Maybe we should both just move in next to Kimmy.
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. . let's get lost in creepy Japanese movies and forget we live somewhere we don't belong.
always,
alexis
xo
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