I'd like to move back to a city. It's been so long since I've lived anywhere with a music venue that's not someones church basement.
If I could take all my friends and move them to Chicago or Cleveland.. something Midwest by the great lakes. I think I'd be happy about that. The south is begging to get old. There are things I really like, but I need a colder climate, something up north. Somewhere that has some homeless people so I can run a soup kitchen and wear thrift store ties.
Maybe I just remember Cleveland through the eyes of a 6 year old. Watching solar eclipses with my mom in the back yard through the leaves. Having neighbors that weren't white and baptist. My dad had a job in Chicago for a while. Things would have been different if he had kept it and we had followed him there.
I know I need a large body of water, a lake, an ocean. A strong local body of believers. Artistic people. With as little hypocrisy as possible. I think I just want to get out of an area where everybody's Christian by default.
I've been listening to music all night. I went to sleep at about 8pm and woke up about 11 last night. My sleep's so screwed up.
I know God has me exactly where He wants me. And I will seriously be content anywhere. As the song goes, "I'll wait for you. But please come soon."
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touche. no lie. i like large bodies of water too.
im listening to the everglow, remembering how much we long for ....eternity? God? home?
who was it that said the human condition is to always want to be somewhere else, and, have something else? something like that.
I like the part about the soup kitchen and the lake. Maybe a lake-side cabin with a dock and some canoes? Epic.
Almost forgot: "ARE YOU READY TO ROCK, CLEVELAND?!?!"
I get the colder climate thing. Life seems a lot easier when one wears three sweat shirts and a scarf.
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