New York Shitty

New York is a blast and each time I visit, I announce to everyone that I am officially leaving San Francisco and moving to the Big Apple. Yea right. I am getting older and it is getting more and more difficult to pick up and leave. I don't have a great job, a fancy apartment or a boyfriend so why stay in cold- all-year-round San Francisco? Don't know-- trapped maybe. Maybe it has something to do with my Schizophrenic brother choosing a prison based on it's proximity to me. Maybe that makes me feel guilty.