*A couple of side notes:
I'm now more aware that I already was that I am out of shape.
These walks make me feel like I've stuck my head into a bag full of allergies.

My mom and I don't always get along that well, but this request has been kind of unintentionally brilliant of her. I really needed to get out and experience real life for a change. I kind of bonded with the town where I've lived for seven months, and I fell in love with it a little. I urge you to go out and get a little personal with your town as well. Sexy, even. I don't know what that means. Keep your clothes on in public.

1. There are a lot of squirrels here. A LOT of squirrels.  Every Spring in this town, there must be hundreds of little squirrel nests filled with baby squirrels. My new Spring mission is to find a baby-filled squirrel nest to love. I don't even know if squirrels have nests. Don't some mammals make nestlike structures? I think so. Maybe then it would be called a den or something. I don't know these things. Squirrels should come in a nest.
2. The trash that's discarded here is not just your usual cans and fast food wrappers. Of course, there are all the typical items like liquor bottles and shopping carts that one might expect in a town located near Newark (though someone does a really fantastic job of keeping things clean around here), but there's also some unexpected surprise trash. There was a discarded tractor tire hidden in some evergreens at a playground near my house. What? Why? Who needs a tractor in a town where most front yards are just small grass patches? Who was so desperate to rid themselves of a tractor tire that they rolled it down a street and put it at a playground? Was this the work of an unprofessional playground builder? Did someone see this spot prior to dumping and thought to themselves, "Next time I have to get rid of my tractor's tire, I'm putting it here." Why didn't they dump it in Third River like all the other litterers seem to do? **I should probably mention that I don't really know if I could tell the difference between a tractor tire or any other large tire. It was a large tire.
3. My town is a lot more charming in person than it is from the car.
4. My neighbors all smell nice. All the people who walked or jogged past me on the sidewalk smelled like they showered just before going on their morning run. Thanks, neighbor friends. Very classy.

Friendly Squirrel was happy to answer my questions. Picture Story: Life of a Squirrel--The Narrow Escape

Squirrel is eating a hearty acorn breakfast, unaware of Cat's deadly intentions. "Acorns are delicious!" "..." Squirrel escapes up the tree and screams loudly at Cat.  The End.