The people that live in the town where I currently reside CREEP ME OUT! Every day I long more and more to move into the city. My heart is set on Cambridge. I think it will just agree with me. I had dinner with some buddies in Davis Square Sunday night and it made me angry to realize just how perfect living over there would be. Young people socializing in the square on a warm(er) spring time night. People gathered outside the ice cream shop and having coffee while talking about something stupid that they think is intellectual. Yes. This is the place for me.
But in the town I live in. Creepers Peepers, man. Seriously.
That guy that cusses at Panera Bread when he makes my morning sandwich grosses me out. I can barely ever understand him besides when he says "Fuck" which is a word I am MOST familiar with. Other than that it seems as though he mostly mumbles but chooses to focus it in my direction leading me to believe that he is attempting to have a conversation with me. This morning what I picked up was that he told me I was lucky because they were supposed to make the eggs in advanced, but when he went to check on them there were none left. So instead he made me two eggs. He kept holding up two fingers. So I assumed this was what he was getting at, but like I said, I do not really know exactly what he was talking about. Today he also added "Alright, Justin, Go get 'em" and although the first time it seemed endearing and almost thoughtful, today it was just a sugar coated farewell. It was used. And expired.
Then as I leave Panera I look around in the parking lot at my "neighbors". The people that live in this town are disgusting. They are either the most hard up blue collar construction workers you have ever seen, or they are the most overweight Italian women wearing terry sweats and ed hardy t-shirts. I wouldn't pick either, if given the choice.
But I'm stuck here. I don't really have the money to move. So this is where I will stay.
For now at least.
The 23rd of loneliness, and we don't talk like we used to do...
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