Drew, I Don't Think We're In Michigan Anymore
When you've
been in the same home all your life, you tend to get attached to
it. Now it looks like that home's going to get left behind.
I wasn't born in Michigan, but I've spent all but the first few months
of my life there...attended public school, made a few friends (and
attracted more than my fair share of bullies), got used to the area,
and made several decades' worth of memories. Last year, however,
my father lost his job. He had since spent a lot of time on the
computer either reading or seeking out job opportunities (which
explains my inactivity as far as updating my website goes). Since
he didn't have much success finding a new job here in Michigan, he was
forced to consider out-of-state locations. As of this writing
(3-2-07) just about twenty minutes or so prior (at around 11 in the
morning), he was accepted for a job smack-dab in the middle of the
United States: Kansas.
I'll be perfectly honest with you: I don't want to go...but it looks
like my procrastination and paranoia is coming back to haunt me.
I was afraid of losing control of the car, so my total on-road driving
amounts to fifteen minutes (give or take a minute); with the school
I've been attending, I believed I wouldn't have much time for a
job...so I never made any effort to get one. I could've had a job
and been on my own by now, but it's as they say: hindsight is
20/20. I'm the last child in the family, so I feel obligated to
look after my parents. That hasn't kept me, though, from making
certain decisions.
Has anyone reading this ever had trouble saying good-bye to something
or someone they've known for the longest time? That's how I'm
feeling right now. It's never been easy for me, and it never will
(just the thought of it depresses me). If I stayed in Kansas,
there would be friends and family members I'd never see
again...especially my grandma, who's already at least 95 (hard to tell,
since she's doing pretty well as of this writing), and my oldest sister
(who never picked on me when I was growing up; that means a lot to
me). I've never made any secret of the fact that I'm a Detroit
Tigers and Pistons fan. And of course, I'm a bit of a
Pokémon addict, so I don't savor the thought of leaving one of
my best friends behind (he's the only person I've been able to link up
with since I first got hooked on the Silver version).
That's why I have a declaration to make. To anyone I know from Michigan (you know who you are), remember:
When my financial obligations are settled and I'm able to get around on my own, I'm coming back.
Believe it!
Curtis
Wildcat