February 04, 2010
I have to get out the city, to flee, to run naked down the grassy hill, throwing my clothes on the ground jumping into a fresh lake, to wash the dirt and grime from my body and soul, to purify myself of smoky Moscow. This maybe a slight exaggeration and perhaps I need time on the shrinks couch or is it a mid life crisis? But that's how cities make me feel. I get cabin fever. I must escape and run to the hills. We are doing just that, in a few weeks and getting out of Russia for week for skiing in fresh mountain air. My idea of total heaven. After a few weeks of being in Moscow, that is how I feel, I wounder if I am the only one to feel like that? maybe you do to after living too long in a city?
Labels: Cabin fever- Moscow city life