I ran into this song on myspace called "From Roswell". Go to Brandon's Myspace and have a listen. I know, at first it made me laugh too but something pulled me back and I'm glad it did. I listened to it several times. Each time I extracted something more, actually, it brought something out in me.
I thought Roswell and I had grown apart but it's something I cant escape. She'll always be with me, She's where my memories are that's why I pay respect.. All of my repressed memories of this place came rushing back when i listened to this song. I've decided to start writing about them here as a form of respect and probably a little therapy. Enjoy...
That is the funniest thing I have ever heard... there is a lot of truth to that. I wonder if kids who live in other places feel the same way to the same degree about where they are from? Or is Roswell unique? There are few people that I know of that actually like Roswell, most of them are into drugs. My sister-in-law loves where she is from in Kentucky, a town about the size of Roswell, but with more opportunity. I am not sure if it is the differences in crime and opportunity or if it is just a southern thing, but it amazes me how many young people that live there are happy and content.
Posted by: Denise at June 21, 2006 02:12 PM