Last week-end we went on a picnic with my parents. It was a beautiful, windy day. You can see that it's starting to look less and less green. It was so nice to leave the city and get away where there was no one to ask me for anything.
I think the hardest part about living here is people asking me for money, for an advance, for work, or just about anything else. (That includes kids asking if they can come in my yard or swim in my pool.)
