>I don't have a single problem with this town or any of the people that are in it. I've spent 9 great years here, built some incredible memories, met some fantastic souls, built and burned my fair share of bridges, and seen all there is to see. I wish I had maybe gotten out more in early middle school and early high school, but hey - water through the dam, right?
I love this place
But I have to leave. I feel like I'm just... here. I know that's partly [ok, mostly] my fault, because I'm supposed to be content and all for a roof over my head, friends and family that care about me, food in my belly, education, a job, etc. and I am! Don't get me wrong, I am extraordinarily grateful for everything that I have that is more than most people in this world. I need to get out though. I've done a lot of growing, and it's time to do some leaving. I think leaving is part of growing, kind of like the final step. I don't even need to leave forever - maybe just leave for a little bit and then return to perhaps open arms an even better man than the one that left.
I want to see the Grand Canyon and I want to drive route 66 and I want to see the Pacific Coast, perhaps ride on the Pacific Coast Highway, and then come back. That's all I'm asking... is that too much? haha.
Oh well. Perhaps someday.