MY INNER FACE GROWING UP
I remember hating the area that I grew up in. I couldn’t wait to get away from the people that resided there and from the pain of those earlier years. Whether it was the local bully or the young lady with way to much attitude I new, or at least I thought I knew this place was horrible. Yet what is it with “a place”?
We can hate a location because there aren’t any real opportunities, or it lacks the aesthetics that we want, or maybe there is extreme pollution or dirt but I would guess in most cases it’s the people we meet there. We don’t usually hate a location because of a tree or squirrel that gets in our way but the people that do. It’s ironic because sometimes if we walk just one block away the buildings might be the same but the friend on the block changes everything. So the next time you say “I hate this town” I suggest you look and see if you can’t find a good person that will make this town beautiful again.