Greenwood |
Golden |
It took me a bit to finally admit this to myself. I tried to
leave these small-town routes shortly after high school, escaping my hickish
identity as quickly as possible. Enter very large city: fast cars, big malls
and loosing myself in all the chaos. I believe that a place is what you make it
and I respect those who couldn’t image living outside the beltline of a large
city, but the city just wasn’t for me.
The 'hoof |
Airdrie, Golden and The 'hoof
were the homes that I was looking for. I didn’t realize how much my lifestyle
revolves around the outdoors until my backyard became the perfect piece of land to cross-country
ski on and I was able to use my dirt roads to train for my half marathon on. I would much rather campfires to clubs. I watch Gilmore Girls secretly hoping that Stars Hollow isn't a fictional town. I fell in love with my boyfriend's friends, Sarah and Jeff, and it was great spending a night in their small town. We listened to country music eating hot (zucchini) dogs at the campfire and two-stepped under the stars. If I wasn't such an indecisive hot-mess, it would be exactly the kind of permanent lifestyle I'm searching for; I would like to be their neighbors. Although I have unreliable cell service and the only item I can really order off
the menu at the few restaurants are salads and onion rings, I wouldn’t trade it.
I’m not prepared to purchase some land and put away
my backpack quite yet, but in-between my travel stints, I’m pretty happy living among
the cows and wood stoves. I'm hoping if I do settle down, it'll be in a small community with old rickety museums, non-franchise coffee shops and people who know are too interested in your life.
Smiles,
Kirstin
Well I found a girl and we don't fit in here, talk about how hard it is to breathe here, Even with the windows down can't catch a southern breeze here, One of these days gonna pack it up and leave here - Tim McGrraw
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