Home, Sweet Home...?

Barton-upon-Humber is a strange, strange place. For example, I haven't lived here for 4 years, not properly, and NOTHING here has changed. There's still the same old people doing the same old things. People who work in the shops are all the same, there's nothing new here. It's all just so eerie and like a lost village or something. And I find it really strange that people who used to be it are now still here and still trying to be it in Barton. I mean, it's BARTON. It's a little town on the edge of a disgusting river near NOTHING of any significance.

I just find it a little odd that people are so willing to settle for the familar and aren't willing or daring enough to perhaps fly the nest and leave the home town. But then that made me wonder - am I just arrogant and think I'm "better" than them all, because I went to Uni and then lived away for a while? I don't think it's that, I like to think that I have a bit of perspective on life. Why do people stick around somewhere like this? Somewhere that's not pretty, that has nothing of particular note in it or even nearby, and where there are no real career or decent job options. I can understand why people maybe move to Barton when they're older, but... if you've been here forever, you don't want to stick around. Surely!?

There are some things I think I'll never understand