Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?

"money doesn't buy happiness. but it can buy a more pleasant form of misery."
my friends seem to think i have alot of money. well guess what, i feel like shit, maybe now they feel better about themselves. for the first time in my life, i actually dread coming home. i enjoy leaving work. and i enjoy leaving school. but when i realize that i am just going hime.. somehow that takes the joy out of leaving work. i dont knwo why.. i guess because i live here. to be honest, im bored of it. every damn day, i come home. every damn day, i wake up, at home. every damn day i am here, usually doing nothing. and its gotten old. very old. just about all my friends live 50+ miles away. i cant just drive there every weekend. plus, i dont wanna just show up uninvited, like you might do to a friend who lives down the street. i do have a couple of friends around here, but only one of wich that i "communicate" with daily. and we've never "hung out" before. otherwise, people up here suck. i've forgotten what its like down in the city, but up here.. well, it could be better.