Nice view of North Carolina from home.
I have all the right to call South Carolina home if I want to. But its hard. My heart, body, mind and soul was meant to move quickly. Sure I am young, but I like having something to do and be on the run. I am a thinker when its down time but thinking too much can sure do a toll on me. Mom and Step dad have had a house in the Upstate of S.C. for two years now and as much as I am not a country fella, I do enjoy the getaway deep in the foothills of the Appalachians. Especially now with a motorcycle license, riding down the curvy secluded back road can really make you feel liberated and free of the usual congested lifestyle.
I love the Carolinas, but its not for me. Florida hasn’t been a place of opportunity for me in the past two years now, at least it has proven not to be. So the choice is home with mom in SC or back to my true home in the North Eastern part of New Jersey. I have spend many years fighting to be here and to let it go is hard but its something I am willing to accept.
Back to South Carolina, I am not bashing this lovely state but just like Florida is spread out, Upstate is much worse with a very small window to network. During my week of pleasure and work up there I persuaded my family to take a nice two hour drive to the states capital, Columbia. I was hype and excited to explore a new city, with potential for my taste. Unfortunately I was greatly disappointed by its lack of LIFE. Sad to say that without its large college, it’d just be known to be a capital.
Altogether as much as I may sound negative in this post, S.C. is a gorgeous state with pure beauty. I would take any opportunity any time of year to getaway to the foot hills.
