No excuses. I’m frustrated. Sexually, financially, spiritually. It seeps out. I actually love metropolitan areas. But it’s how I felt about Manhattan. It’s energy is off the charts. Always something to do, somewhere to go, something new to experience. But you have to look straight up to see the sky and I can’t handle that long term. Luckily they have that gorgeous huge park right there. I’ll reassess this all this when I go visit my aunt again, but I just don’t think I (personally) would thrive living there.