I'm homesick. Of course, I don't know if it is a homesickness for a home, Kansas City or St. Louis. I know that I want a house, I want it so bad I can almost taste it. I'm sure Ive mentioned it before, a brick craftsman house with the big ass porch, lots of trees in the front yard, an older kitchen that I will regret getting because I have to replace every damn thing, creaky floor boards, and a place for me to plant my roses. I just don't know if I want this house to be here in Southern Indiana/Louisville, or if I should take my ass back to K.C. or if I should suck it up and more to St. Louis cause that is where my parents are.
I do know I'm tired of living in apartments/duplexes/townhouses. I'm tired of hearing the doors to the other apartments around me opening and closing; muffled conversations or music; worrying about whether or not I'm disturbing anyone when I'm up at 4:30 in the morning getting ready for work. I want to be irritated at myself because I haven't gotten up early enough to shovel the snow in my driveway.
Having said that, I just don't know where I want it to be. I've been considering living in Kansas City again. I've been talking to old friends out there and thinking about what it was like to live out there. The only problem is that I'm not sure if they really have any good brick craftsman houses and I know they don't have any old neighborhoods (and by old I don't mean 30 years, I'm talking centuries here), except for maybe in the city. I know I should move back to St. Louis, but, while my family is there, there isn't anything else there for me.
Who the hell knows?
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At least you'd have the Chiefs in KC :)
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