The good part? I can walk around in the dark by myself all I want. (I mean, technically no one was stopping me in LA either, except the fact that my neighborhood was like a war zone and I am a solitary female.) I love walking around in the dark by myself. Not being able to do it in LA or at home in NJ was making me crazy. And it gets dark early here.
The bad part? Jesus H Christ on a pogo stick, it's cold out there at night.
Totally unrelated: I bought another book today. I'm beginning to think I might have some sort of hereditary susceptibility to the gravitational field of bookstores. I wonder if I walk crookedly down the street as I come under their influence.
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