Wheremont?
So, I am in Brattleboro, Vermont right now, having just finished a 2- day sales management course for work.
I know what you’re thinking …
where the hell is Brattleboro, and isn’t Vermont like in Canada or something?
…and yet, that’s exactly why I linked it!
So the North East country side has been rather sleepy and cute, with great thanks to the assholes in the Hummers who’ve helped bring global warming’s best with a snow dump in mid-April. Yesterday morning, my colleagues and I drove from beautiful Bawston to where we are today, only taking roughly 3 hours due to the road conditions (and a slight detour to look for Mike’s canolies - which didn’t even happen).
Since being here, I must say, the people are quite kind. And well, I know it’s a small town and all, but I’m quite blown away from the lack of “East Coast vs. West Coast”vibe I usually get in NYC. And by that, I really mean the “I hate LA/I hate NY” snobbishness I encounter all the time from city rivals.
This topic is near and dear to my heart, and I’ll likely bring it up a lot on this site, but really … who the fuck cares? If you really hate where you are, then don’t live there right? Frankly, I think you can just make your life what you want it to be, and if this city doesn’t suit you… please, just move to your preferred side of this raped native land, and give up your day job to another actor/writer/artist/gallery director kid who wants to chase a dream.
Besides that, I must say … for a town where I’m the only girl with melanin in her skin, and curly hair … these gay loving succeeders aren’t bad!
