Picture this in your head; a small town with a gas station-- two in this case! An old truck stop with delicious country food, a pharmacy/florist, a grocery store, barber shop, a family-owned pool room with yummy food, a funeral home, a bunch of churches (LOTS of 'em), a bank, a small car dealership, a doctor office, and a city hall. Yeah, yeah I know; sounds like a big town. In reality there's less than 500 people where I come from, this little town. Everybody knows everybody, meaning everybody knows every square inch of your very existance. I hope your ready cause we're movin' to the best place ever! And the secret is, everybody doesn't live there. Yelp it's the outskirts of the this little town, way out in the 'country.' All you see is vast seas of corn, beans, wheat, and anything else that can be planted (legally guys, legally in large quantities!) You see trees-- lots of trees and your closest neughbor is about a half mile down the road. Yes, I said road; no. not street, road. Any who, there's ton of wildlife that the average 'city folk' don't see out in their front yards. If they even have a front yard (sorry! Nothing wrong with no front yard! :)) Now some people would say it's the country, and why yes, yes it is. Others, much like in bigger yet small towns would call it the boondocks and it's that too. For the other folk, the real BIG city people, they call it 'out in the middle of nowhere' and the 'woods' and YES it's those too! Wait, what's that? How can I call them all of those? Easy, it's home to me! Sure I would have to drive a few minutes to go to the local gas station or drive almost an hour to go to the mall but hey, it beats hearin' all that racket all the towns seem to have. To hear the crickets chirp, frogs croak, and the coyotes howl just brings this calm and amazing feeling; and that's good enough for me.
But what makes this place so special? It's the people that I get to share it with; my friends and family, my boyfriend (who also live out in the country, almost like me XD.) To experience the clean air and the southern blue skies over-head with its fluffy, fun-shaped clouds passin' by. to play out in the yard with no worries, well of course if your petrified of snakes and wish they would just die (totally kidding, but serious!), and the fresh rain scent after a good shower to grow the crops and the freshly cut grass after a good mow. To wave at everybody who drives by, whether you know them or not. To have parties in the middle of the woods, take the four-wheel drives out to a mudhole and let 'em break loose. Yelp, this is my kind of life and the best part is; it doesn't close like the mall or the theaters! This is the kind a place that I feel like I can just throw my worries away and soak up the sun and just let everythin' fall down and seep in the yard (completely exagerating!)
So no matter where you live; the big city that never sleeps, the big yet small town (much like a suburb), the little ol' town where everybody knows everybody, or where I live-- the country/boondocks/no man's land-- we all have a place that we call home and wouldn't want it any other way. For me, I love my out-in-the-middle-of-nowhere home. The food is scrumptous, the people are nice (well most of 'em), and where life has no worries (like hakuna matata!) Hmmmmm, food sounds pretty good now that I'm thinkin' of it......... anyone up for some friend chicken?
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