So this is whats going on in the farms in the Ozarks huh?
I find crowded cities and traffic jams intolerable. I live in a town with 12,000 people, which is just my speed.
I walk Mickey in the morning, when it's cool and quiet and sometimes foggy, and in the evening I sit on the front porch and drink a glass of wine while Mickey sits next to me and looks out over a meadow full of clover and dandelions.
A few night ago I actually feel asleep on the front porch, and the blonde in the back room told me that both the dog and I were snoring. Not very loud, fortunately.