The more time I spend on the west coast, the more my heart desires the east coast…Not simply in this “want what I don’t have” way which was the case when I was on the east coast and followed my cravings back to the west side. No, this is something stronger. There is a different pace to life on the other side of this vast nation that appeals to my soul. I cannot keep up with the trends, parties, cities so popular to the west anymore. I would much prefer the casual action that seems to remain so artistically persistent throughout the not-so-mundane daily tasks. There is a closer sense of unity, or at least interest in others, in which people seem satisfied with their weekend plans, not this heightened sense of trying to fill every day with a new excitement and meet new people. This trend of non-stop new friends is superficial and does not bring the ever-lasting comfort that a small close group of support can.
This picture pulls at my desires for apple orchards and lazy afternoons waltzing around them. I hope my cravings are not simply for somewhere else that seems fabulous because I am bored with this current place…that is a vicious cycle that can become numbing. Hopefully, the apple orchards are still as whimsical as I recall not barren and foggy after so many years.
