hi blog,

I’ve finally discovered the cause of my rapid onset country era (so severe i actually went to morgan wallen’s concert).

The whole time i was there i couldn’t stop giggling because i know a year ago i wouldn’t have been caught dead at any country concert, much less morgan wallen. But somehow i found myself thoroughly enjoying a silly little country concert on a Saturday night. Something twangy, drawly music makes everything sound homey and simple.

Sometimes if i listen to it for too long, i get convinced that i should just move to some small town in the south and that i would be happy there. i dont know how realistic im being, and though i know most people in my life believe that i wouldn’t last a week in a rural town, i can’t help the fact that a small town just sounds so hallmark to me.

I also know that me fantasizing about a simple small town life is really just a sign that im just feeling overwhelmed by real life because i probably wouldn’t like a small town and a small town probably wouldn’t like me.

but this is my promise to myself that im going to try it. live a small town life to see if its actually everything i imagine it to be. im thinking ill take a fall internship junior year maybe in alabama or georgia or tennessee, maybe ill come back with a pair of boots.

and in case anyone tries to talk me out of it, trust me im already scared, but its happening.

love, piper