Living in Smallville

You have to understand it is small and there is nothing to do here and that there is nothing close by.  There is a single movie theatre that was split into two screens a long time ago. There is a museum and an art gallery, but funding is scant for both, there is a music hall, but it is too small to turn a profit.  

There is a high-school that highlights the issues of this tiny town, there is nothing to do except drink, get high or fuck.  The high-school has provincially high rates of drug and pregnancy among students, not to mention suicide.  The only thing that Smallville has in abundance is nature.  If you have a boat in the Summer or a snowmobile in the Winter, you are set.  If you are not inclined, or do not have either you can walk in nature.  See high suicide rate.  There are other things to do.  I think there are other things to do.  There must be other things to do, right.  Nope.  The people who do not leave this town young, get married and start a family right out of high-school, unless they start before they leave.  

My problem was always I never liked things with engines, so I walked, biked, or canoed and I was alone.  When I went to Big Smoke, I discovered that there were many other people who shared interests that I never knew I had until I left Smallville.  

Now I find myself back in Smallville, a place I should never have returned, but a place I have strong roots.  It is a place that is killing me.  If it had been a hundred years ago I could live here as a farmer, but now I live here to die.