A little more on me and my vague location...I live pretty much in the middle of nowhere. I used to say I live at the very farthest end of the earth, but I had to modify that statement. Let me explain: The edge of the earth brings thoughts to mind of a dropoff of sorts. There would be beauty in the roots and dirt hanging out of this 'edge'. You could stand at the edge and look at the stars and darkness going on forever. If there were an edge to the earth, I would love to go there someday and marvel at its beauty.
NOBODY wants to come to where I live. The people who LIVE here don't want to come here. If there were an edge here, the population would be zero, because everyone would leap off after going insane from sheer boredom. So I suppose the few stunted hills and miles and miles of hay and corn we have are a safety feature. You can't do much damage leaping off a cow now, can you? Wow, I guess I CAN find the good in things...
Ok. That's it. My first blog. Should I feel liberated now? Should I have written more? Less? I'm sure I'll start critiquing it now. I may even delete it, but something had to be said, and I guess I'll have to be the one to suck it up, grab a pair, and throw this out there to the masses. That's ok though. It wasn't my pair. ;)
