the city

So, I'm here in this small town, lovely by all accounts but I often find myself dreaming of the city life-a small, modern apartment, no car to worry about, walks to the market, dinners with friends, browsing around museums, shopping at little quirky boutiques...

Would it be the same as I imagine? Would I miss the life that I know here, in this place? Would I miss driving my car with the windows open and the music playing? Would I miss drives to work in the country, with cows and combines and fields of vegetables?

I wonder if the day will come when I will sell it all and give the rest away and just go-go to a city to adopt the urban lifestyle. I had it once, in my twenties but life was different then, without a career, a daughter, a significant other and responsibilities that come with this life.

Would it be the life I dream of? Am I feeling as though I want to leave this or adventure to that? It's difficult to tell but perhaps these writings about the city and other thoughts will begin to help me sort through it all...