chy town

I think about home a lot and what i'd do there. maybe not things i'd do today or tomorrow, but i think about things i've done in the past a lot, and it really is just so cute being young and being stuck. almost because life seems to vibrate with this intensity and all around us is this little high school world, and our little town, and my friends and i escaped and went to the edges of cliffs and waterfalls and cici's pizza, and everything was very confined and the future wasn't something i needed that much. the past always seems more glamorous looking back i suppose, and i rarely look back anymore. but i was interested to know why i have such warm feelings tied to being in chardon. maybe it's like he said, every object and every street is tied to some memory, some moment that you were doing something or your felt a certain way and all of these memories are bottled up into one small place. i guess that's how athens will be too. being little, people expect things from you- teachers, parents, friends.. you know what you're supposed to be doing. here, it's all up in the air and no one is really riding your ass anymore. i like it, and yet i don't really want to be a responsible adult someday. i guess i think that if i go home i will magically become younger, but nope it's just getting older from here on out, which is something i forget. i think i also forget that it's not always winter here. birds are chirping right now.