Reinvention

I have decided that I need to reinvent myself.  I kind of want to move somewhere that no one knows me, establish a new identity that is completely different then the one that I have now, and just see where life takes me.  Don’t get me wrong, I love my friends and I love a lot about my life here, but I am just tired of the current cycle that I am in.  I am tired of the Hotel industry.  I am tired of the extra curricular activities in this area.  I am tired of most of the people, and I am tired of the weather.

Last night, myself and a few friends were at a local Coffee House (Java Jungle) and I was listening to all of the conversations that were happening around us, and the topics of which made me really depressed.  The language was uninspired, the subjects were mundane, and the entire experience felt painful.  I could not believe that someone could honestly talk for 10 minutes about how he told a “stupid redneck to shut the fuck up.”  The worst part is that our oh-so brilliant conversationalist was wearing cowboy boots, jeans and a hunting jacket while retelling his tale.

Aside from the hypocritical cowboy, there are many other instances where this town shows how little it has to offer in the way of quality inhabitants.  A thirty minute trip to the CitiCenter bus station will prove to show an accurate depiction of appox. 90% of the ‘No-town’ population.  There are so many people that have no idea what self betterment is, that I would not be surprised if the casinos had to explicitly tell employees that it is a requirement to be well showered prior to ones shift.  Oh wait, THEY DO HAVE TO SAY THAT!  People in this town think that they are living the good life because they have enough of there paycheck left over to afford a six pack of Bud Light to drink through the week.

Please do not take this the wrong way; I do not look down on poverty.  In fact, I am considered below the poverty line myself.  However, I do look down upon people that have no desire to rise above that poverty line, and make a real change in there lives.  I may only budget enough for a six pack of beer a week just like the poor bastard next door, but I am not happy that it is all I can afford.  Unlike my fellow Renoite, I plan on working my way up the financial ladder until I can afford all of the beer I want.

I know that this is not the case with EVERY person in Reno, but I feel like I see it more in this town then any other town.  That is why I am always so eager to move.  This series of thought really has not end so neither will this post, but I will say that I am currently reading “The Alchemist” and I like the idea of finding one’s ‘Personal Legend.’  I will post about my findings later.

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The Transitioning Sophist