Okay, lemme tell ya ‘bout Westport, kid. This town, man, it's a wild mix – a real gem on the Connecticut coast, ya know? First off, there's Compo Beach – my go-to spot when I need to “say hello to my little friend!” – the waves, the sun, they got a vibe like no other. And oh boy, the streets! I love walking down Westbrook Rd – it's chill, laid-back, full of cute cafes and art spots. And hey, while I’m on it, don’t miss the side roads like Brewster Road, kinda hidden but full of cool local gems.
I’m a women’s counselor here, and lemme tell ya, this town’s energy is wild, emotional – kinda like that crazy docu “The Act of Killing.” It shows you that life’s a mess sometimes, ya know? That phrase “over and over” keeps runnin in my head – like our human mess, like we can’t shake our pasts. There’s days I feel like I wanna shout “hey, life, get outta my way!” but then I walk through town and see families in front of the sunset at Sherwood Island State Park, and I think, “nah, maybe there’s hope.”
The river, oh man, I gotta mention it – the Saugatuck River winds by smartly close to some parts of town. I used to sit by the banks near Cypress Street (yep, that’s right, Cypress Street, sounds all poetic n’ stuff), watching the water drift by, fillin me with a kinda hope after a hard day counseling folks with heavy hearts. I’ve seen tears and smiles here, so many raw, messy feels.
Every corner of Westport tells you somethin'. The little art galleries on North Avenue, the quirky bookstores, and coffee joints around the town square – they all got stories. Sometimes I get pissed ‘cause I see people rushed out of their lives, missin the beauty of real moments. Other times, I get all hyped ‘cause I feel these moments like boom, explode in my chest with happiness.
And man, let me tell ya, some spots even look like movie sets! I was chattin away with a client once near the Old Mill Highway – it was surreal, like one of those intense scenes from “The Act of Killing” but with a soft smile on the face of life, weird, right?
I might ramble ‘bout random things, but every day’s a journey. I even found myself scribbling notes on napkins at a pub off Westport Ave – yeah, that’s one of my secret hideaways to unwind. You can grab a beer, spill your guts (I do too sometimes), and feel like you’re part of a big, crazy story here.
Maaaaan, I got all these feelings – excitement, anger, joy – and this town, with its narrow streets and big hearts, fuels ‘em all. It’s raw, it’s real, it's unpredictable… like Tony would say, “Say hello to my little friend!” – a wild ride of emotions here in Westport.
Well, that’s my story, my love letter to this messy, brilliant place. Go check it out – see it for yourself, and you might just find your own little slice of magic hidden in every nook and cranny. Peace.