Today we pretended we were rich. I donned a sun hat and took the dogs to a fancy neighborhood in Pasadena for their walk. We parked my not-rich car and strolled the various Avenues, Places, Ways, and Circles. Houses quickly transitioned from Mountain Lodge, to Folk Victorian, to Craftsman, and even one that resembled a Mayan temple. Every 50 feet I could imagine I was somewhere else in the world, somewhere else in time. I also like to imagine that I live in one of these palaces. That I will walk into a cool, clean, and beautifully decorated home. No dog hair, no garbage on the floor, no self-made ventilation by opening every door and window and strategically placing fans... This always gets me thinking about what one must do to afford a house like this. Doctors and lawyers I guess? Certainly not teachers. It never ceases to amaze me how many people have so much money. There are so many more people with not enough-but there are all these people with a lot. And, the neighborhood we were in was very, very nice-but was my no means the wealthiest part of Pasadena. So to imagine, that there are neighborhoods of people with even more! Wild.
I only felt a little bad when the dogs peed on their lawns.
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