Not California Dreaming

May 18, 2017

I have a love/hate relationship with growing up in a small town. I truly hated it when I was growing up. There was literally nothing to do except drive and drive (which we did for a record breaking 7 straight hours one night). But after I graduated and moved farther and farther away, I started to really love it. There's this amazing sense of community. The whole town is your home and everyone is your family, whether you like it or not. Even after being away for quite a few years I'm still connected and I'm still way more homesick than I ever imagined I would be. 

 

But thanks to the internet, we don't have to miss too much. I love seeing where everyone is in the world and all of the amazing things we are doing. I love knowing that we all have this secret connection of growing up with the weirdest and saddest zoo in the world, the Tasty Pastry, and way too many gas stations. We definitely had it better than the rest...

 

Elizabeth was also lucky enough to make it out to California and I was super excited when she messaged me! We live pretty far apart but thanks to some really great timing we got to meet in San Francisco to shoot. We had no idea where we were but ended up just finding this little park thing that had a really familiar vibe...

 

 

 

We were in SAN FRAN and find the MOST KANSAS LIKE SPOT. Ugh. I was annoyed this was the best I could come up with. But that's a lie, I actually loved it...

 

 

 

I was so excited to find someone that also hates the only thing that makes California so enjoyable - the weather. I mean it's nice, sure, but I've gone weeks without seeing a cloud in the sky and honestly it's terrifying. Like I'm in the Truman Show or some really terrifying sitcom where everything is too perfect and to mix things up they made Trump the President 

 

 

It's nice to know that I'm not alone. That we all have this homesick feeling and we all want to go back even if we will never admit it. That we all are paranoid about living here and have found out the hard way that cats won't protect us from intruders... Who knew.

 

 I'm glad I got to grow up where I did. I'm glad I learned how to work hard and be nice to people. As soon as people learn about where I'm from, I instantly get a compliment about 'that's why you're nice' or 'that's why you have a good work ethic' and every time it makes me kind of sad. They're a  different kind of people here, for sure. It's a bummer you kind of have to become hardened a little. If you want to make friends, you can't act like you want to make friends.. If you want to live the California dream, you can't actually work. But you do need to have an income of at least $150,000 to own a home.

 

Oh and honest question, when do you lose the habit of waving at random people driving past you? I swear,..

 

 

Go check out Elizabeth!

 

 

 

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BERLYN KOMAR