Seminole, Oklahoma. Population: 6,899
The place I call home. It’s strange that when I was there, growing up in the small town atmosphere, all I wanted to do was get out. Just go somewhere and live out my dreams of living in a big city and becoming someone that no one knew I could be. I wanted to go anywhere bigger than a town where when you went to drive around to “clear your head” you were at the place you left off within 5 minutes.
Now that I’m older and live in a larger city all I can do is wish that I was back there. Back in that small comfortable little town that I still call home. Because it is home. It will always be home to me.
Seminole, or “The Nole” to those from there, is a place where I can go to get away from my troubles. It’s a place where I don’t have to be doing anything and have the greatest time of my life. It’s a place where I can sit around a bonfire with my closest friends and shoot the shit all night while listening to country music from somebody’s truck stereo. It’s a place where I don’t have to be afraid that my twangy accent will slip when I talk. There are no pretenses. No one judges you when you show up in your t-shirt and jeans with muddy boots and worn out Carhartt on. Because they understand. It’s not a popularity contest. You just have to sit there and just…be.