I wandered down the street in a Manhattan daydream pretending to be in a town to which I've never gone imagining the boring small-town architecture to be skyscrapers and the strangely viable candy shop down the street to be something that isn't the embodiment of the hokey nature of this town and all I want is some noise someone to yell at me from their car and call me an ******* instead of the vultures who stand outside the bars with their cigarettes and secrets who get all quiet when you walk by because their conversations are just that important in this small town where nothing happens and the pulse of the city is a straight flat line because any deviation would cause our local herald of the free world to sit down and write and form everyone's opinion about just how great it is to never change, and that only a fresh coat of paint is ever acceptable around here
Does anyone else actively despise where they live?