City vs. Country and The Shining
June 7, 2007
The quiet of the country unnerves me. Although I’ve spent time in areas of northern Michigan that are fairly remote, being in places where there’s no cell phone reception unnerves me. The woods, the endless sand dunes with their sparse, sad-looking vegetation, and complete lack of signs of human life remind of the isolated hotel in The Shining.
I’m just waiting for Jack Nicholson to run out of the woods with an axe, screaming “Here’s Johnny!”
Obviously, this unlikely event isn’t going to happen, but I still don’t like isolation. I’m a city girl through and through, and I love the noise, the crowdedness, the energy of a big city. I like knowing that I can get quality sushi or an authentic burrito at 3am, knowing that I’m surrounded by, and participating in, world class culture, and the sheer melting pot aspect of it all. I like having dozens of shopping options and being part of a vibrant community of creative professionals. I even enjoy seeing random eccentric people wearing crazy outfits or doing odd things.
I also like knowing that if Jack Nicholson chops through the door with his axe, someone will hear me scream.
This post is being submitted to Sunday Scribblings.