We had considered starting a blog called “Wichita Sucks”. It would (have) outlined the ways in Wichita paled in comparison to what we had come to expect in our KC area hometown. Wichita is/was a town that’s just wanting to get a little respect. Too big to have the small town “hometown” feel, yet, too small to be considered what it so longed to be…
Not that Wichita is a bad place. In fact, we’ve been gone now for just over half a year and there are things I miss from being there. Mostly the house and neighborhood we lived in. And, I do miss living in “the city” (well, as much of a city as Wichita can be) as opposed to the ‘burbs. Olathe is home. But, it IS boring as the kids always remarked. It’s a ‘burb. As I listen to a conversation with a builder about city codes and such, this is even more evident. Olathe is a city with overreaching oppressive government meant to push everyone into the middle. There is no character. It’s beige.
That said, Wichita so wants to be a big city. Talking with lifer’s there, you can tell in the pleading of their voices as they try to justify/rationalize how great/cool/awesome/etc. Wichita is and all that it offers when everyone knows that down the road there are bigger better options that seem to put Wichita is it’s place.
So, none of that is really responsible, but, for whatever reason, I stopped writing while in Wichita. I had hoped to sit on my screened in porch, listen to the traffic on Douglas or the rain or just the hustle of the city and “be inspired”. It didn’t happen. In the year prior to moving to Wichita, I wrote WAY more than the 4 years while living there. Maybe I just had more to write during that year (well, yes, I really did). Maybe I was uninspired. Maybe Wichita crushed my inner Emerson. Maybe I was just tired. Maybe I just could’t write anymore.
Whatever the reason, I have decided to write again. I am probably too soon in announcing that. So, hopefully I can maintain that.
But, that’s a given. I’m not in Wichita anymore…
