Stuck in the bubble. I have figured out why I am always restless and anxious to get out: I don't want to stay stuck. The bubble I am referring to would be my hometown. Now let me preface by saying that this is not a post to bash my hometown. This was a great place to grow up, but it's time to move on.
I have always loved coming home, but this is the longest I have been home all year and I'm ready to leave. I guess I am much better at being a visitor now rather than a resident. I need to go somewhere big and full of energy. A big city where you know no one. Anonymity. Where every night there is something new to do, see, or talk about.
Right now, I am living in the place opposite of all that. In the small town where I live you see at least 5 people you know when you make a trip to the grocery store - no matter what time or when. Hardly anything new happens here and few people ever want to do anything. It's the same people, places, and things day in and day out. Don't get me wrong, I loved growing up here. I have made some great friends, made some great memories, and accomplished a lot. But I feel that I have almost tapped out here.
My biggest fear is to become trapped in this bubble and not being able to pop it. However, I think that my anxiousness, restlessness, and overall need to get out are good signs that I won't be stuck here much longer. I just need the strength to stick it out and appreciate the time I have here. I just can't let being stuck crush my spirit or my dreams. If I dream big and hope hard enough, I know I can be as successful as I want to be. I see great things for myself...I just need that break. If I keep the vision of the woman I want to be strong and clear in my mind and heart...I know it can become a reality.
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