Sunday, November 29 - I want to live in Riverside

Back at Sweet Briar. Not stoked, as usual.

The other night while I was hanging out at John's with Emma, I realized how badly I want to live in Riverside. John lives in a little garage apartment, two rooms, small kitchen, but it is perfect. As I was leaving, I was walking down the stairs and a bunch of people my age walked out of the lower apartment and walked down the street. I want that. I want to live in a little apartment in Riverside. I want to work and have fun. Not worrying about the real world or school or anything. Working at the Cummer or JMOCA, hanging out at night. Walking to Kickbacks and 5 Points. That sounds absolutely perfect to me. I don't want to go straight to grad school and Tenet right after school. I want to live. I feel like I don't do anything. There is nothing to do in Virginia. When I am in Florida I am still living with my mom. So I have barely had the chance to make poor choices or truly live. I am reading the book "One Fifth Avenue," about all of the residents in New York's most coveted address. I realized that's how College Street is with people like me and my age. Those of us that loiter around Riverside after hours. College Street, between Cherry and Margaret, is amazing. That's all there is to it. Every time I am home, and visiting Colton or any of friends that live over there, it hit me like a stack of bricks. Its a really weird longing. In my mind, living there equals LIVING, and that's all there is to it.

I'm sure this post makes no sense and it is horribly repetitive, but, the point is:

I want to live in Riverside.