Its been a minute since I've posted some writing on here. I don't want this to come off as cynical, but its just a real emotion I've had for quite sometime. Although there was a time that, "Club-life was one of the reasons I loved life," there's more out there, even in the "club" sense. Lets start a discussion, pass along and comment!
The variations of the classic, inquisitive and down-right cliché, “what are you doing tonight” texts are both a gift and curse. On one hand, it is good to know people are thinking of you when it comes to night time activities; while on the converse, the repetitive nature of this process breeds similar activities with similar outcomes.
Every weekend it’s the same process:
What are you doing?
Where are you going?
Who are you with?
Are there any girls there?
The thirst is real.
Qdoba?
What are you ‘bout to do?
As time goes by and the days become more drawn out by work and future aspirations, this insane quest for fun reaches a plateau; with variance allotted depending on the vice of your choice. We do the same things expecting different outcomes, every Friday and Saturday. I cant knock the hustle, as lord knows we all go through it enough during the week, but at some point after reaching that bubble of perceived self sufficiency gravitating toward new people, ideas, places and concepts seems only fitting.
My friends have helped shape me into the person I am. Sounds mushy admitting it, but it’s the truth. From chance meetings in middle school to a simple dry humor joke in the office, it has always been about the people for me, yet as I grow older I wish to see my people flock toward new things with the same vigor as myself.
Broad Ripple is a very unique place for young adults in Indianapolis, as it boasts good food, reasonable liquor and an unbeatable location. As soon as the lights go down, I find myself thinking, “Here we go again…” Don’t get me wrong there are times when a night out is fun and has its perks, but I’ve gotten to a point of realization that I’m not missing much. Posh dive bars with dimly lit booths and casual conversation does it for me, but as I look around there are no venues for such ideas. The music is either blasting in your face or the bar is way too crowded. I grow tired of the normalcy, and lack of excitement.
…but in my heart-of-hearts, I’ve always felt a need to explore new aspects of this city of mine, as opposed to simply becoming a robot. There are others like me, many others, I hope this small write-up finds them well and invigorated to begin a dialogue about diversifying, not just our nightlife, but our young adult culture as a whole.
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