For practically my whole life I have been bound and determined to live in what I consider one of the most gorgeous cities, San Francisco. I always thought that I would love the city life, the sound of the street cars, & the fog rolling in. I grew up in a really small mountain town, and although we were only 3 hours away, it seemed like I entered whole new world when crossing over the bay bridge. Now that the prospect of living in the city has struck, I don’t want to. I have no desire to live in a city where rent is outrageous and you don’t even get a parking spot. I have no desire to wake up early in the morning to the sound of the loud screeching street car out my window. I have no desire to bundle up on a summer day because the fog has laid a thick layer over the city. I have no desire to deal with city life at the moment. Maybe someday, but not any time soon. I’m pretty sure I’m just now realizing I’m a country girl at heart & in soul.