h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Don't get me wrong, I like cities. I wouldn't live anywhere else. Cities allow you to work hard and play hard. They have shops and clubs and pubs, and thousands of new people to meet.
But cities are also full of noise and pollution, choked by crime and poverty. They are stifling in the summer and dperessing in the winter. I have not left a city for almost two years now, and it starts to wear a bit. I am sick of the place, the grey squalor of the streets, the insipid rain and angry people. I am tired of the forced rapidity of life we must all endure.
I am going to escape. Not yet, not for a while, not until I have finished what I have to here. But I am getting out, far away, to the mountains and the pure air. To see a horizon that is not clouded in pollution. That is where I will go.
I am fooling myself to believe it will be forever. Before two weeks are out, I will be back. I know this. It does not matter. This place will look beautiful to me again when I return.