It's interesting living in a city--a small city, I know but one regardless. When I was younger I wanted nothing more than to settle in a city; I thought New York sounded wonderful: public transportation, walking everywhere, so many stories, libraries, bakeries, etc. I enjoyed living in Sapporo and Athens in equal measure, but some time after college my interest in city-living began to wane. Now, I'm quite convinced that I should live somewhere secluded. I don't mind the long drives to a grocery store or movie theater and I do enjoy the quietness, the scenery, and seclusion of the countryside. But part of me thinks I'm too young to become a hermit, living in a tiny cabin with an enormous wolfhound and a pile of books. So, for now I'm trying the city thing and driving out frequently to drink in the rolling hills and scenic farmland of Pennsylvania.