Looking at a friend’s photograph on Facebook this morning made me think. He lives in New York, and it’s taken in a high up apartment somewhere. The view of the city beyond is amazing. I immediately thought “Wow I’d like to be there”. Then I realised the desire is for a short visit only. I have become less and less interested in city living with all of the people, and long more and more for the peace elsewhere.
Is this a sign of ageing?
Then I realised giving up city delights such as Cinema Nouveau, a variety of restaurants, a choice of bookshops would be really difficult. Out of the city maybe, but with trips in often enough to still enjoy the city things I love.