P. is off doing interview rounds in NYC and DC yesterday and today, so it's been just me and the Daisy since we got back from the wedding. A little space is always nice, and Daisy and I were snuggling on the couch last night eating Pizza Rolls and watching that peculiar Kid Nation show. We live in a building abutting some train tracks (we didn't
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I haven't lived here nearly as long as I did in Chicago, and never will, as we're moving in eight months again anyway. I still feel like an outsider in many ways. However, that being said, I do follow the local news and issues and make it a point to familiarize myself with what I can, along with my own (albeit limited) personal experiences On The Street, as it were.
It's different, for sure. Whether or not it is a better or worse situation than Chicago probably depends upon your views on crime. Personally, I don't like it, and I feel like I've at least seen enough to feel that that probably wouldn't change if we stayed here longer. I try to attribute that to my own personal feelings and biases or ignorance rather than risk offending someone with a value judgement, because I don't want to be the snotty city girl.
I also know that it's all probably because my own family called me snotty and spoiled when I moved down here for saying I didn't feel safe, so I probably just feel like I'm not supposed be a brat and be upset about it.
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My brother is still an ass, though.
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I feel the same way as you when I go home to my parents' -- they've lived there for over 30 years and no one in the neighborhood has ever been robbed. They live on a huge lot on a quiet street and it's creeped me out my entire life. Even when I was little I thought it was weird. Who knows what's out there?
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