I am coming to you LIVE from the capital of Massachusetts, home of the American Revolution, Dunkin’ Donuts, and Tom Brady. I’ve started my new job, but I am in that awkward place where nobody knows if I am incompetent or not. Thus, I have time to talk to all of you!
Boston is a city of eternal conundrums for me. It is easily my favorite town in America. I love the weather, the feel of the city, the environs of New England, the sports teams, the food. It’s just all fantastic. But man is it far away from Alabama. Alabama’s home. It’s where the heart is, as it were, and I want to return to Alabama one day and put down roots. But while I love Boston concretely, my love for Alabama is more abstract. I’ve yet to find a place in Alabama that fit me. Alas, if only Boston were in the South.
Oh well. My time in this great city is limited by the nature of my job, so I suppose I will just enjoy it before I leave it forever. We are starcrossed lovers, doomed to be apart. To borrow a line from Shakespeare, “Never was a story of more woe, than that of Brettiet and his Bostono.”
One response to “Ah Boston, Love of my Soul”
Congrats on your new job!