Lately I've been feeling a lot of regret about where I decided to go to college.
I graduated four years ago. Why do I care?
Actually what I'm thinking about is cities, in general, or maybe more the difference between Ann Arbor and Columbus.
It's a question of distribution and human dynamics.
I wouldn't say Columbus has a strong downtown -- it's improving, it's better from where it was, and a lot of the blight's been cleared out, but it's not a center of warmth/culture/community. It's business. So it's pretty shut down on the weekends except for some restaurants off Gay Street. It's attractive. It's clean. It's not run down. But it's desolate. Although I know they have farmers markets there during the summer, so...
Columbus is centered around High Street. It runs from... somewhere south of the downtown up to Delaware. The main districts that do make up Columbus' core -- the brewery and arena districts, the Short North, OSU, Old Noth, Clintonville, and ostensibly Worthington although that's not incorporate -- are all centered around it, but the problem is that it's... very much just a straight line. There aren't blocks, it's just a linear sprawl.
Comparatively, Ann Arbor has an actual downtown that exists along more than one axis. And that makes it more interesting to walk around? It's more condensed? I don't think there's more /stuff/ in Ann Arbor than in Columbus, but it's all a lot closer -- more central.
And maybe that's what's getting at the human dynamic I was talking about.
Why the fuck don't I ever see people outside here?
Where I want to be, right now, is somewhere nighttime, in the rain, with neon lights.
I've got a moderate obsession with 90s shit.
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Going through Bowling Green on street view. I'm feeling something vague, remembering something from 2006, I don't know. I'm recognizing inputs hitting something that should trigger an emotion but it's not doing it, or no doing it right -- misfiring.
2006/2007, Bowling Green was making me nostalgic for things that never happen. These lingering vestiges of 70s architecture/90s signage. Making me want to remember things I couldn't concretely remember because I was too young or not even born yet. I don't want to get into why that interested me, it just did, and it makes me feel... something. Except the signals are fucked up and my memories are all dissociated and nothing that happened prior to about three years ago feels like it happened and instead of being stuck in a crappy college town with nothing to do and a lot of vague moods in my mind, now I'm stuck in an office park out in Dublin with nothing to do and even vaguer memories because I do nothing but stare at beige all day.