Have I discussed how fucking scared I am living in Atlanta right now?
It’s a bit irrational ‘cause we don’t live in a crime pocket but still we do not sleep well at our house. Every sound at night makes me jump out my skin and my boyfriend is much worse, he really is unable to rest. Do we shell out for an alarm system? Or a dog? Or a couple of high-powered firearms?
No longer residing in a 7th floor apartment behind gates and codes and thick ass doors certainly fucks with one’s head. As does “the perception of crime” in the city.
