Graham of Anywhere

Graham's blog: politics, poetry, and introspection

Wicked Little Town

Another cathartic whinge.

I live in a small town with no opportunities and very little potential. And every day I commute 30 minutes south to the next wee town where I work. I have few friends in either town. And the longer I stay and work in these places, the more resentful I get. It's probably made worse by the fact I'm from Edinburgh originally. I know exactly what I'm missing.

Seems like everything I need at the moment is out of reach. No-one seems to want to give a proper job with a proper salary - story of a graduate, I guess. Without a proper job, I can't get a decent flat in the city. And to an extent I believe the city maybe holds the key to Love. More people to meet, more chance to meet a nice dude.

I have met a fair few guys over the last couple of years who have wanted to go out with me, and with the exception of one, I've turned them all down. And there's a couple of guys from either side of the country who I've kinda lead on at different times along the road - and I'm sorry to them. In the end, I know roughly what I'm looking for, because, again, I've been there and experienced something along the right lines of being perfect.

But, being slightly complex, and being uncomfortable in my own skin, I know that I'll always make my own life more difficult by refusing to take chances. And I know I'm loved, but, just not by the ones I like or love. And I know this is such a standard, age-old problem. It's the stuff of Shakespearean plays. However, this is why I've been single for 16 months. This is why millions of people are lonely. This is why I'm lonely. Coupled, of course, with the fact that I'm forever stuck in this Wicked Little Town.
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Shadowman82   Nice one . I can really relate to being stuck in a small town with no opportunities and the fact that I can't seem to find a guy here either .
>>Gary   Life is tough, you've got to train like an athlete and cook like a chef. You’ve got to clean up after yourself and anyone else for than matter and what’s worse is that it doesn’t fit within the ‘vision’ plus you have to do it all with a smile. Knowing that really the only one thing you truly want is that cozy night in after a creatively stimulating day of work. Something you waited and learned so much for.

Things only happen for a reason. “What’s for you, wont go by you” as my mum would say. Although keeping that in mind probably wont help you until your satisfied with everything but you’ll look back and perhaps something somewhere will click.

Perhaps all a load of tumbling||thoughts perhaps not, who knows? Anyway if you ever need a friendly face to chat too or someone to listen to you, just shout and I’m sure I’ll be able to help.

Now, would you like and salted sweet corn? hehehe
Grumbug   Hehe :) Thanks, it's appreciated. You're right though, things will fall into place eventually, they always do. Then we can raise our middle finger to The Vision... woohoo! In the mean time, yeah actually, I would like some salted sweetcorn, and I want it with a smile! :p