Plot Change

This post is dedicated to those who enjoy sitting in cars in the dark listening to songs that bring back memories of old relationships and good times long gone.

This city isn't quite the way I remembered it and the people in it seem somehow out of place, as if they're not supposed to be here. It is true, that I feel out of place among friends and family and the streets that I recognize and would call home and perhaps that is the problem, that I have moved on and my city has not moved at all. I care for my city and its inhabitants and I care for my family and my close friends who have done great things for me. To be honest, however, I am sick of their charity and in more cases than one, I am sick of them. I am also sick of the constant; the television, the possessions, the bickering, the bitter sarcasm, the sullen drinks, the fake laughter, the forced conversation. I am sick of remembering times that were better than now and wishing I could go back to them. It is very much time for a plot change in this bland reality show.

Or a change of channel.