Okay, so. Ive been here for about a month now, and it has definitely changed my outlook on a lot of things. Seattle (or Washington in general) is both the exact same and the polar opposite of Maine. Its still difficult to get used to the hustle and bustle that my hometown lacked, but much easier than day one. So here are a few mental notes Ive made while living here: 1. Homeless people. It is both sad and aggravating to see the homeless people around here. Im totally not used to it, so it gets me a little shook up every time someone says, Spare a dollar for food please. (Theres a man that sits on the same corner every day and says that exact line over and over). While Ive wanted to unload my pockets to the poor man, the cigarette hanging out of his mouth makes me a little reluctant to do so. I have heard all of the stories - My food stamp card wont be here for three more days Do you have the time? How about a dollar? And my favorite Someone wanna help me fight a fat b****? Ive seen people be brought food and throw it away, Ive seen people cry after being given a dollar. I dont know, maybe I will think of something nice to do someday. 2. A person is nice, but people are RUDE. Have you ever been a 52 girl in the dead center of a crowd of people trying to cross the street, but cant tell where the sidewalk is and once you get to it- OUCH! Big toe to pavement action. There are some people that I like to avoid. The ones that group together and dont make room for you to walk by, so you inevitably shoulder check them, which almost always causes some dirty looks. Like, HELLO! Move over and I wouldnt have to knock you out with my huge muscles. *scoffs* And lastly 3. If you look past the alleys that reek of urine or the rats that run across parking lots or the man in a dirty bear suit pushing a shopping cart and yelling about fighting a fat b**** or even the obnoxious protests.....Seattle is beautiful. Not even just Seattle; everywhere is beautiful. Just tilt your head to the side or look at it upside down. Being at the top of the Space Needle, I realized how strange life is. Strange in a sense of- this only happens once. And nobody REALLY knows what comes next, so why are we wasting our time being sad or complaining about ex boyfriends? (Even though I am #1 at complaining about EVERYTHING). You live and you die, but what about everything in between? The boat rides, the camping trips, the concerts, the museums, the bike rides, the EVERYTHING! If I could say one thing to you, its this: Do it. I dont know what it is, but if its going to make your heart hurt a little (in a good way) go do it. Do it because there are no second chances. Tomorrows outcome is going to be totally different from todays. I did it, and I think I am really glad that I did. Also, thank you if you actually read this whole thing. xoxo
Posted on: Fri, 26 Sep 2014 21:21:55 +0000
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