home sweet home.

im originally from the midwest. from a town where people just KNOW you.
things there have always been the same. 

its a town where people dont know what air conditioning is. theyd rather sit outside, by a lake. or a pool. and enjoy the heat. considering it also snows practically 9 months out of the year...
 when the county fair comes through, EVERYONE goes. everyday that its open.
this town has STREET DANCES. and theyre incredibly popular. (if you dont know what a street dance is... its when the city blocks off a city block, gets a live band, and people get drunk and dance.)
where no one has a need for a computer, or sometimes, even a cell phone.
 if you got pulled over, or done anything out of the ordinary, itll end up in the towns newspaper.
its a place, where rent for a large 2 bdrm, can be as low as 250 dollars. flat.

 its the kind of town, the youth cant wait to escape from...

but its my hometown.
its the kind of town where people KNOW you. where people, accept you back with open arms.
people allow you into thier homes, and want to feed you, give you beer, talk with you, know what youve been up to. and laugh at your stupid jokes.
where you could literally let your kid play outside, by themselves, and know theyre safe. (although, im far too paranoid for that.)
its a place, where the waitresses and waiters were old classmates, or friends. where bartenders know just how bad your day really was.

its the kind of town you enjoy going back to, because its familiar, and quiet.