I grew up in a small town on a dirt road. My graduating class had only 77 students. And my town still does not have a traffic light! Not one! It was idyllic. And yet I fled for the big city and have loved it here in Tinseltown the entire time I've been here. Being a shy gay boy, I honed expert observational skills, so I have a penchant for dialogue and understanding others' intentions. It also helped me sharpen my acerbic tongue. And I'm in Mensa! Which is fun. And isn't life supposed to be fun?
