But it’s in the city. And everything is so complicated. Everywhere you want to go, it’s always so hard to get there. And the air is barely breathable. And it’s dirty. And there are all these fees and expenses involved with living there. Not that I couldn’t afford it. But I had to work hard to afford it. I don’t know anymore how I lived in the city. It’s strange—I left yesterday morning, and now I look back and I don’t know how I lived there. Now I think heaven is more like . . . like just what you need to live a decent life.
