A few years ago, my sister and I were together in Asheville, N.C. We were walking around the small downtown area and we saw a few homeless people.
"Wow! Those people really have it figured out. If I were homeless, this is where I'd want to live too!", I said.
And my sister said something to the effect of, "Well, you probably shouldn't wait until your homeless then. Maybe you should move here." And she's right. If Asheville appeals to me thinking of myself as homeless, imagine how great it'd be if I could even have a home! My little statement really spoke volumes.
Asheville, or a place like it, is where I long to be.
Someplace small. In the mountains. Pretty.
I'd also like to find a place with 4 full seasons. Divided up evenly throughout the year.
Some day I want to move. Some day I want to live somewhere other than Dallas, Texas.
I've lived in Dallas my whole life and I'm ready to try something new.
I hope my some day comes soon... (but really, I am so grateful that I am not homeless.)
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Remember, you must take all your friends with you.
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