I just decided that I am my body, but not me. I am a city girl. Even living in Evanston, it was a city, even though it was considered suburban. After we sold our house, we did move to the” city”. We loved it.
We lived in a high rise for 7 years and that was the best. A small grocery with a good, cheap wine selection, right in the building. A mail room , right in the building. Valet parking, right in the building. Loved it, loved it. Best of all.. a door man, who
could walk your dog,if you had to be out. Loved it. 38 th floor,nothing to obstruct your view of Lake Michigan. What’s not to love. Now, here I am, in a trailer ,painting flowers on the exterior, in a town of less than 9000 people,mowing grass and planing
a veggie garden for next spring. It’s my body, but someone else is in it.Love it, love it.