Day 11 -- A Daydream You Have Often

Easy and simple...

To move out of Bumfuq, NC.

I HATE IT HERE!  Littleton, NC is a place where either you're born here and you never leave or you come here to die. That's it. For a person like me that spent most of her life in Richmond to come here in the prime of her life, maaaaaaaaaan, just shoot me in my pinky toe. 

I know this is supposed to be about what my daydream entails but look at this shit right here:

See that mess? THAT'S what Littleton is known for. This is about 3-5 miles from my house on the main highway that runs through Littleton. A rock garden representing states. Other states that you would rather live in. That's it. Oh wait...no it's not...

Hardee's...one of only two national fast food chains located in this miserable town. Subway is the other and that's located on the other side of Littleton. The rich folks' side by the lake. No McDonald's. No BK. No KFC. For those, you have to go 20+ miles east on the main highway. 

So my daydream consists of packing my shit, putting it in a moving truck, throwing my middle finger up, saying "fuck you" and not looking back...except to visit my dad, my sister and my niece. Sparingly.