She had just attended her primary school reunion in the weekend.
Her reflections on her classmates still living in the countryside:
"They're so...different! They talk funny! They're so friendly! They wear their hair in big shiny bun things!"
Sometimes I wonder why we spend so much time shooting telescopes into other galaxies and searching for life in outer space. There's a whole undiscovered world right here, in the countryside!
I have friends who live in the country. Will and Steffen (I can't even write their names without sighing with jealousy). They bought a house out there, and are living the bucolic dream; chickens, vege garden, fresh air, pickles and preserves, a pub down the road where everybody knows your name and they're always glad you came...
Every time I go out to visit them I get major house/lifestyle/general-life-envy.
So tonight when I saw Will, on one of his forays into the big smoke (for supplies, probably), I asked eagerly for one of his country-living-anecdotes. I knew it would drive me wild with jealousy, but I just couldn't help myself...