:mst:!!! Okay already! What I was trying to say is that until I moved here, I was on high alert all the time. My previous neighborhood was a sewer of drugs, prostitution, gangs, arson, and toxic waste. Any time I went out, I had a policy of carrying a stun gun in one hand and a fully charged phone in my pocket. I had to call 911 on someone's behalf more than once (fortunately, never for me.) It took me a lot of hard work and sacrifice to make my escape, and I fully intend to appreciate the difference here. After all, if I don't relax at least a little, what would have been the point of moving? I'm still pretty vigilant (old habits, you know) but I leave the weapon at home. Despite the drama a couple months ago I still walk back there, because there's a very thick wall of blackberry hedges and swampland between me and the homeless camps. Even if a mugger could get through sticky standing water without making a sound, he'd still have to contend with the organic razor wire. Considering the alternative of what I left behind, I'm very pleased. Edit: Tames, that means a lot to me. Thank you.