It seems like every time I come home, I grow more and more detached from this place. Maybe a little bit like Sweet Home Alabama "I'm too good for this place", but mostly, I don't hang out with my friends here anymore. It's gotten to the point where I would always visit them when I came home, but none of them ever came to visit me at school. So, over time, friendships fell apart and, I feel, those strong connections finally broke.
Being in Cleveland drives me crazy for some reason. Maybe its because I feel so much like this town held me back while I was here. After I left, I grew up and matured SO much. My brother and I have talked several times about how moving and learning how to make new friends really helps you evolve as a person. And a lot of people here, don't know about anything other than what's between the Southside Walmart and the Northside Walmart. And that's ok. For them. It doesn't make them any less of a person. But I feel for me, growing up in a big city and moving here, I was forced at a young age to adjust to new surroundings and make new friends. And I feel like that moment in my life, even though I hated it at the time, really made me a better person today.
I love the idea of traveling and experiencing new things, meeting new people. When I graduate, I want to move to a new town, start all over, and make a life for myself. When that moment comes, yes, I'm going to be terrified, just as I was when I moved to Murfreesboro and went back to school not knowing a single soul. But, I find that it's in those moments of fear, that you really find out the person you are and the person that you are capable of being. And that's what excites me.
-jl
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