Strange Times

What are Strange Times? I realize that Strange Times is really just something that I have conjured up in my imagination. However, I plan on turning it into reality. I would really enjoy taking a trip to the Upper Peninsula. Because
1) a trip there would remind me of how wonderful Michigan can really be
2) The time I met some strangers
2 is a story. It is about someone that was apparently attractive to Michigan. It was an attractive girl. One who didn't know what the heck she was talking about. And honestly, I never found that out either, what she was talking about. Because it was a time of depression, or at least that's how everything was back then. Yet the simple fact that it happened in the Upper Peninsula is one that I find truly bizarre. I have never figured out why. Yet, ever since that visit, I have been wanting to retrace my steps. What you don't understand though, is the fact that I was not depressed back then; it was a difficult time for the world in general. Nothing could be accomplished back then. And so anything that happened was practically and essentially lost to time itself. Now, why in the world does it seem "strange?" Well, it's simple. The person I'm telling you about had a phone that literally did not exist. No, not the number, the phone didn't exist in the first place. So, this person did not own any social media. Again, it started to dawn on me that this is the land of primitive people. Unfortunately, I cannot live live this way with this person for some very important reasons. Well for one, I come from across the lake. For two, I am not a primitive person. In fact, I am from the south (of Michigan). And perhaps as I stand there, someday, in the Upper Peninsula, it will be truly difficult not to fail and look back towards the direction from where I came from, and it seems so distant. It truly seems as though I am a world away. After all, it's the cool breeze of Lake Huron that makes things really strange up in the UP. And last (not least), I would like to mention the fact that I would really like to find love in the Upper Peninsula. However, I think it would be pretty depressing to look back ath the horizon. Because there would essentially be no sight of the Lower Peninsula. It's "gone". Well, at least the land from where I come from is much further away than a person would usually want to ponder. I miss all of my fellow trolls however. And it's truly inspiring to know that the Earth is such an enormous place. I mean, to be so close to home, yet so far away, well...it may be overwheling to say the least. Yet the distance to home, looking back from a place such as the UP, is only a tiny percent of the distance of the Earth itself. And that is simply spectacular. Yet it is also equally troublesome. Why must the Earth itself be composed of such vast distances, ones which do not allow me to communicate with many aliens? And so, whether things have made sense up to now or not, there is still something interesting to jot down.