I’ve been melancholy all day, so indulge me as I get this out of my system. (Yes, this is a scheduled post. Sue me.)
At the recommendation of a friend, I decided to watch Young Adult on my day off. I know it’s not kosher to admit, but I’m not a huge fan of Juno. That aside, I’ve remained intrigued by Diablo Cody for a number of reasons, but mostly because she’s super smart, was a stripper, lived in* Minnesota, and, like me**, made it out.
Before I sound like a total asshole, let me get set this straight: I love Minnesota. No, wait- I love the Twin Cities. Minneapolis and St. Paul are like secret pockets of super authenticity that the rest of the country is unfortunately ignorant to. The Twin Cities are home to some of the most charming live music venues, theaters, boutiques and restaurants in all of America, but outside the Twin Cities I find Minnesota to be, well, a little too quaint conformist beige. Every time I’m back I’m accosted by long vowels that drag like deflated balloons and small-minded chit-chat that makes bile rise in my throat. Real life example: “Ooooh, sooo you’ve gone and moved to a biiig city now dinch’ya? How’s life out there in Bahhhstiiiin?” And though I love Minnesota and hold so many of its fine inhabitants dear to my heart, I just cannot tolerate that accent, the wardrobe, and the passive aggression that so many people use to mask their own insecurities and imperfections. Minnesota nice? You betch’ya it’s real, but I much prefer the very forward aggression of the East Coast.
Though I definitely have my complaints about Boston, I’ve loved living here***- I still love living here!- and I’m a little bit heartbroken about leaving. This town has taught me how to stand on my own two feet, even when I only have $5 in my bank account and am drunk on cheap brandy. This town has introduced me to some of my best friends, most encouraging mentors, and the love of my life. I’ve confronted obstacles, I’ve struggled, and I’ve made out okay, but despite my amazing life here, I still itch for a new adventure and look forward to moving to the UK as I once looked forward to moving out of the Midwest.
After living in England for a while, I know people in Minnesota will put on their worst English accents as say “Ooooh, sooo you’ve gone and moved to Jolly Ole London Town now dinch’ya?” and really it will all be the same. No matter where I live, I will always be looking forward to something, somewhere, else, but no matter where I am, I will always be from Minnesota, and I’m proud to carry parts of it with me.
It’s funny to think that when I’m in the UK I’ll be exotic- The American Girl! Just as we become extra chummy with British people we meet on our turf, I know some English people will find me equally as captivating because of my otherness. This is both flattering and alarming. It takes a lot of patience and a lot of grace to start over and build from scratch, but I’m looking forward to the challenge and am thrilled to have David by my side this time.
And now I’m going to listen to Mason Jennings for the rest of the night because he speaks to my Minnesotan soul. XOX
*Yes, I know Diablo Cody is from Chicago.
**Also like me she’s 5′ 51/2″, isn’t afraid of red lipstick, and usually has brown hair.
*** This may have something to do with the fact that the vast majority of my friends are not from Massachusetts and therefore don’t sound or behave like the townie maniac characters from the film I mention in this post. (Yes, people like that do exist in Massachusetts and yes, it is terrifying.)