Am I Living in the Wrong Place?

I ask the question in the title jokingly because I’m not leaving this area. My kid is here. My career is here. Both of these are tied to this zip code and I won’t be leaving either of them.

But don’t we all indulge in fantasies sometimes? I’m traveling this weekend and I have found my mind wandering. What if I lived in a bigger area? An area that has things going on. I don’t hate central New York like so many people do, but I can’t deny that what there is to do is either poorly promoted, poorly attended, or not worth the drive in the dead of winter.

I’m going to Indianapolis this weekend and there are too many options. Restaurants and stores with this thing called character. People choose to go there. Seek it out even. It’s not a matter of the only game in town so you have to go there. Movie nights, sports teams, art and culture, and of course for me this weekend – wrestling.

Many have theorized that I would do well in a college town. Book stores, bands, and a certain energy. More culture than a small town but not as overwhelming as a city. Maybe I need a small city. Or even just my own corner of a large one. When I visited my dad years ago in Washington, DC I was making fast friends with people. I was quickly finding my niche, even though I would only be there for a week.

Maybe it’s finding someone of similar or equal energy. If say 1 out of 1000 people could be someone I would want to hang out with, then that gives me 30 chances at home. Those 30 people could have other friends, other schedules, other commitments and thus we never meet. But a city of millions gives so much more opportunity to find someone.

What I want is to work Monday to Friday and have a lot of fun things to choose to do over the weekend. Even better if I had people to go with. Instead I head home to remove snow and try to stay warm then find out that there was something interesting to attend a week after it takes place.

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