Anonymous wrote:You can't get away from people in the DMV. That is what wore me down over time.
Every time I turned around, I bumped into someone.
Every time I wanted to go for a "quiet" walk, there were 50 people. Every time I wanted to take a drive, there were hundreds of cars. Every time I wanted to park in a space, there were 30 other cars looking for the same open parking space. Every time I wanted to go to an event, there was a long line.
Every time I wanted some peace and quiet in my townhome, I could hear my neighbor's television, the neighbor on the next balcony talking on their phone, dogs barking, a kid bouncing a ball up and down the sidewalk, a baby screaming, a car honking, a subwoofer blaring, a motorcycle revving, aircraft passing overhead, helicopters whirring, ambulances racing, police cars chasing...
It never stopped.
Then we moved out of the area. The first thing I said that first night was "it's so quiet here."
And I could finally relax, and sleep through the night.
Once upon a time I was on a rather crowded metro car on a warm day. i was sitting across from some folks in town from Alaska who worked for BLM or FWS or NPS or something. And I could hear them thinking, "i can't believe people live like this, every day, crammed in like sardines, slogging from windowless cubicle to metro to house in the suburbs on a postage stamp sized lot. they must be going crazy from being around so many people and so much asphalt and smog. i can't wait to get back up to alaska where I can breathe. how sad that these people live like this, their whole lives, on their phone indoors not even noticing the admittedly pitiful nature outdoors."
meanwhile I was looking at them like, dang how do you all survive out in the middle of the alaskan wilderness surrounded by a bunch of nothing and endless night?? don't you go crazy all by your lonesomes, with only polar bears for company?
i think if a marriage is composed of two people who fall into those two different categories, it would be very hard to make it work