Why escaping your hometown is bliss
Why escaping your hometown is bliss
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It's funny when I visit my hometown, I don't see a familiar face anywhere. Apparently all the people I knew in high school have left.
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Luckyyyy
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Life hack: Move to the other side of the state.
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so i've just moved 2000 miles for grad school, i decide i'm going to take the new environment to do whatever reinvention is necessary in blah blah blah we've all been in our 20s. I get there, i'm unloading the car and it's not been 5 minutes before I hear someone yell out from across the parking lot "hey! [my older brother's name]!" I look up and wave and don't recognize them, yell NOPE! DONT WORRY, NOT HIM! HIS BROTHER! and then there's a pause and i hear "oh thank god he was the worst TA" so one of my neighbors and i became friends right away, but like even then i'm like jesus fucking christ in the foot holes can i get away
anyways sometimes you gotta move further.
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My old high school classmates and I have warm feeling whenever we bump into each each other. I am lucky that my home city is small enough, everyone practically knows each other, and have a strong sense of community. My high school also fostered that sense of community in my class, so I think it has been instilled and manifested among us.
So, the bigger reason, among many, why I moved out of town is more like I don't want to see my college classmates lol. I only got along with certain people from my course. The only college mates I have still kept in touch with are two buddies from different courses.
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I used to do this in college, but in my 30s, I go up and talk to them.
The older you get, the harder it is to make and maintain friendships. You get to a point where any ice-breaker is worth starting a conversation, because these opportunities get rarer and you’d be surprised how different people can be from their high school selves.