"Fine"...
Yesterday, we went to Chattanooga, for a birthday party, and to wander. And it was so nice. Lunch at the deli. Mose rode an elephant at the carousel. We cruised North Chatt, the South Side, St. Elmo. Drove up the mountain, to Point Park, and looked out over the city, and the states beyond.
It was... it was... it was...
BEAUTIFUL!
And I realized something. That I don't HATE Atlanta at ALL. I like Atlanta a lot. Atlanta is "fine".
But I don't love it the way I love Chattanooga, Iowa City, Baltimore, New York.
I love a lot of places, and I bet I could love a lot more.
But I wonder if I can ever really love Atlanta?
I know I love a lot of the things about my life here. I know I love my friends, the neighborhood. Chris' job.
But driving around Chattanooga was different. Like coming home. Like Sunday afternoon. Like breathing fresh air.
It was just, so nice... and now I feel so good. Maybe I'll just go visit once a month...
Now I feel funny. Like I'm sleeping with a guy I don't really want, and thinking about my ex boyfriend.
6 Comments:
can we see some photos of the boys in chattanooga please?
thank you.
I also like Chattanooga. It's funky, surprisingly artsy and the downtown is cool in that old fashioned way. Atlanta tore down its history, it's big, modern and bustling and hard to breath.
i know how you feel. i miss it that way too, and am looking forward to some clear walking, clear thinking time there next month myself. maybe if we time it right, we could be "coming home" together!"
Well Laurel,
ATlanta loves you so I guess that means you are cheating on us.
Just sayin',
Your I-love-Atlanta-friend,
emily
Since when did they start admitting Sesame characters to the Sainthood, and how did Elmo jump the line ahead of Big Bird? Oscar I can understand...
Laurel:
I hope you survived the storms!
Let us know.
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