Thursday, October 27, 2011

The beginning is always a fragile time.

So a little backstory,  I've lived here for most of my life.  I love it.  I hate it.  You, for all intent and purpose, have probably lived in a place similar to this at some point in your life. 

A day here can go from being mundane to magical in an instant and back again; depends on what you deem worthy of your attention.  Personally, it depends on my mood.  I shall attempt to the best of my ability to point out what is fascinating (this can go both ways) about the place where I grew up. 

Klamath Falls is a small town.  It has a lot of heart and spirit...sometimes I feel like the mind left a long time ago, but occasionally I am surprised.  There is an ersatz charm to this place.  It's half-mystical, half-completely grounded.

Read on and see what you think.

Also really question that tiny voice in the back of your head that says,"Wouldn't it be nice to get off the grid and find a nice place out in the country."

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