Seattle, you're not as progressive as you think you are.
Oh, you compost and you recycle...
But what about the gay men who come here and hide out in marriages to women? Hey, Mister, you're much more transparent that you think you are. I see you.
With the Subaru being the state car, you're much more conformist than Portland and not that creative.
While it's admirable that most of your citizens are card carrying library members, and walk around with a book in hand, would it kill them to open their mouths and speak to a stranger? Just because?
The chill infuses everything and everyone.
Oh, and I've heard different excuses: the constant rain, that the city was founded by Swedes. Boring, boring.
Unfortunately the Seattle Freeze is real and people think it's okay to act that way. Even if they were friendly at first they eventually succumb and conform. It's not okay.
What makes a city is its people.
Smiling and looking someone in the eye doesn't happen here.
And that's what it's about, for me anyway. Connection. The older I get the more I want to be a part of something.
Perhaps I need a smaller town in order to feel a sense of community.
Seattle chose me for various reasons and I obliged.
Perhaps, the next time, I'll choose differently with what's important in mind.
Oh, you compost and you recycle...
But what about the gay men who come here and hide out in marriages to women? Hey, Mister, you're much more transparent that you think you are. I see you.
With the Subaru being the state car, you're much more conformist than Portland and not that creative.
While it's admirable that most of your citizens are card carrying library members, and walk around with a book in hand, would it kill them to open their mouths and speak to a stranger? Just because?
The chill infuses everything and everyone.
Oh, and I've heard different excuses: the constant rain, that the city was founded by Swedes. Boring, boring.
Unfortunately the Seattle Freeze is real and people think it's okay to act that way. Even if they were friendly at first they eventually succumb and conform. It's not okay.
What makes a city is its people.
Smiling and looking someone in the eye doesn't happen here.
And that's what it's about, for me anyway. Connection. The older I get the more I want to be a part of something.
Perhaps I need a smaller town in order to feel a sense of community.
Seattle chose me for various reasons and I obliged.
Perhaps, the next time, I'll choose differently with what's important in mind.
