You can take a girl out of the city but you can not take the city out of the girl

So after spending almost a week in a Norwegian heaven of nature I felt an enormous thirst for the city...those streets, people, lights, movement, dirt and dust that is so inspiring and needed as air to me...I mean all I want is to get out of the house at the midnight, wearing my black Guess stilettos and just have a drink in the nearest bar that has few tables outside, so that I could enjoy the inspiration of the night life that city brings...all those people running to meet each other, women that look better than ever, that vibe of interest what the night will bring...
It got me thinking if I am so damaged, that being put in a most marvellous and incredibly beautiful land of untouched nature, pure air, peaceful lifestyle with no stress and  worries around, made me want to get back each day more and more...when yet again being in the city was always  putting thoughts of peaceful landscape , fresh air and relaxation...
It seems that I'd rather dream about pleasures of nature while I am in the city not being able to sleep because of the street sound at 3a.m., than dream of the city life while I am in the woods surrounded by one and only sound I can possibly hear - fall of the rain drops...