Related: This album art (auto-assigned by iTunes back in like 2005) would have burned into the screen of my iPod if it didnât auto-dim. Homecoming by The Teenagers was my adolescent mantra that helped remind me that there was more to the world just outside of my isolated midwest life.
Iâve been pretty nostalgic lately. My time in high school has been on my mind. I remember sitting in front of my familyâs iMac, browsing the UrbanOutfitters blog and FredFlare (RIP) while listening to whatever music the needle of my hipster compass pointed toward - almost every day. I mean, I didnât spend all day doing it, but I spent a lot of most days like that. Otherwise, I was admiring my internet friendsâ MySpace profiles. They all lived in California, a bit north of LA, and they lived a life that a midwest kid like me thought only existed in pictures. Which, I guess wasnât so untrue.Â
The place I imagined really only existed in, well, my imagination. To an extent, it was real. The people who lived there were real - they were friends of mine who Iâd talk to frequently through MySpace, and later Facebook. But truth be told, what I saw - what I wanted to be real - was mostly just fantasy. This isnât meant to be melancholy or anything, to be clear. Iâve just long since taken off the rose colored glasses that was my youth and inexperience (and lack of any responsibility).Â
Itâs 10 years later now. I have a steady job, Iâm married, and Iâm buying a house. I left the Central Time Zone years ago and now live in what is probably becoming California 2, the sequel. Itâs beautiful where I live, and I can see traces of the life I dreamed of back then right in my own backyard. Old memories are stirring up from the dregs of my mind and bringing a new flavor to my life that Iâve probably needed for a while now.Â
Thatâs probably why I started this blog. I kept a blog and felt cool for keeping a blog. It was a tumblr back then, so why not now, too? Well, Iâm starting to feel old again, so Iâm going to end this here. Bye.
