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I hated driving through the city,
but I've always hated driving through the city.
My city, my home city in this instance.
I
have fallen in love with my city and driving through it seems too
impersonal, too normal, too restrictive. What can I really see when my
focus is on getting there faster, not hitting the children running out
from the fountain at Binn's Park and dodging the numerous holes in the
road, because once again the county commissioners had more important
things to do. Selling the Colombia Drive-In movie theater for profit
along with tearing down our retirement homes and community centers.
Screaming suburbs We need more suburbs. Profits, They say. Money, They
say. People, I say. Community, I say. Walking I say.
because I've always hated driving through the city.
I hate driving through the city.
Walking is at least satisfying.
Exploration.
What is exploration when driving? Retreating to a time when the most
important thing I worried about was what color my pirates outfit was
going to be that day. What am I going to find in the city today? Where
will I go? Is the homeless man still sitting in front of the Isaac's,
waiting for that day of opportunity that so many speak of?
"Jesus will save your life. Turn to God," I hear from the city center. It is Evangelical Church day in Lancaster.
Oh
the smell. Oh the trash. The trash is not being picked up again. Putrid
stench. Those that have the power to fix it never notice it.
They like driving through the city.
But I've always hated driving through the city.
Let's go out tonight, I say.
To where? To what? They respond.
Lancaster, I say.
There's nothing to do in Lancaster, They say.
Running to the top of the parking garages to see the view. Buying
cameras and taking pictures throughout the city. Posing with church
sculptures. This one is St. Francis of Assisi I believe. Oh the cigar
store. Yum! Honey Dutchmasters. Shortcut. Is this shortcut to Square
One? A new shortcut.
Hear the clicking of heels. Isn't it club night? Following them,
the older more mature version of what we were afraid to become.
Sneaking along. Laser tag without the lasers.
I loved not driving through the city.
I hate driving through the city.
In driving the road is always planned out for you.
Should I accept everything that is planned out for me?
Yes! Yes! Yes! They say.
I will never need to drive through the city, I say.
Someday you will. Everyone does, They say.
No. I say. I'm never
going to drive through the city, forget creativity, succumb to
development, listen to no trespassing signs. I can't. I won't, I say.
Someday. Just watch. Someday, They say.
Will I drive through the city someday?
But I've always hated driving through the city.
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| dia de los muertos
did god really kill himself?
But oh my love, though our bodies may be parted
Though our skin may not touch skin
Look for me with the sun-bright sparrow
the decemberists
The first time I made coffee for just myself, I made too much of it But I drank it all just cause you hate it when I let things go to waste
And I wandered through the house like a little boy lost in the fall
And an astronaut could've seen the hunger in my eyes from space
what do i do? what do i do without you
...if every angel's terrible then why do you welcome them...
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| Britney Spears is my lover. I love her music so much. It's so sad that she got pregnunt and hasn't come out with any music for so long.
Sometimes, when I sit at home, things happen. Like I can feel wind pulsate around me at times. Or when you know that a freaking monkey is going to come up behind you and slam you with it's huge mallet. It's really frightening. I also hate it when the Stick Man tells you that your doing things wrong. It's just unsettling.
The genders of the numbers 1-11.
1-male
2-male
3-female
4-female
5-female
6-male
7-male
8-female
9-female
10-male
11-female
And now for a sentance backwards. .raewrednu ym ylno ni teerts eht nwod nar I
From the window to the wall.
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| argentina
snowboarding
spanish
america
dreads
red hair
faith
fix you
coldplay
hannah
sml
saturday
clifftop
driving
jacob
annali
dancing
becca
china
beth
ani difranco
alcohol
cigarettes
marlboro
college
caving
freshman
two weeks
ipod
my music
satisfaction
18
birthday
crocs
orange
color
money
job
california
outside
longs park
tye dye
becca y. and ek
primrose
la vie boheme
rent
patrick
new york
philadelphia
dan
art
square1
iced chai
fair trade
nicaragua
summer
done
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