As I travel through this world, I take note of interesting rules and laws of life I come across:
Baby animals are adorable.
Cats eat weird shit.
Sometimes, West is not the direction you think it is.
I enjoy Scotch and fine whiskey on the rocks (but no more than three rocks).
If a beer costs me less than $4, and it is not “Good beer is cheap” night, I will not like it.
Country music excites me about as much as the areas it comes from.
Then there are the simple observances that one comes across while compiling lists like this. Such as the fact that nobody looks good in those “skinny” jeans (or whatever they’re called – the 14 year old girl ones). Another interesting fact I’ve learned is that city life is not for everyone. In fact, city life is only for people who enjoy city life. And even then, it depends on the city.
Those of you who have not travelled much or do not live in cities might not quite get that (I’m not calling you stupid, you just haven’t experienced it). Each city has its own vibe: its own style of apartments, of streets, of people wandering through them. Its own styles of government, of enforcing the law, of resistance to that law. Its own styles of art, of culture, of food (BBQ is better in the South, you can only get Stuffies in RI, etc). Hell, even down to the way people style themselves and the way they dress (LA is the Silicone Capital of the US, Boston is full of shamrocks and Red Sox jerseys, Miami is all old people, etc). I think it’s possible for a person to become in tune with a city over time, but in reality, travel enough and you’ll find at least one that resonates with you. Maybe you only have to go an hour (by car) North, like I did. Maybe you have to fly cross country, like my girlfriend. Maybe you have to leave the country (like a variety of people I know). But there is a city, or a town, or a village out there that you will resonate with.
That’s what happiness is. It’s finding a place that fits your lifestyle, your wants, your moods. You feel like things fit just right, like you understand where you are. It’s an intrinsic thing. You may not even be able to define it or explain it, but you’ll feel it through and through. This probably isn’t only where homesickness can come from, but it plays a part. I’ve never felt home sick for the town I grew up in, but then, I wasn’t in tune with it. I know my frequency, and I know where I resonate.
Here, have a couple pictures of my town.