Out of city out of sight

This place here is a nice reboot from life
in the Big Apple
Away from the millions of angry ants
scampering about the roads
A nice dubstepping of the mind.
Hanging out with someone
Is not something I could do
If i were to be back in the land
of mythical fire breathing dragons I
took a junkboat away from.
How are they now? And how is she
I sometimes wonder what life would be like
If I were to journey home
and live the life that my people told me is the right and only true way
to joy and contentment.
I cannot however,
imagine a time where I could will myself
to do so
For there will always be this one thought
at the back of a million others frenzying through
that what I would have given up
would gnaw at my soul gradually
and drive me to a mental despair
and some would encompass that
in a word called
mid life crisis
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Location:Stamford, CT