Do I have to go into the city? You can buy it in the city. Well, I can’t do it that day, because I have to go to the city.
I’ve spent most of my life living in cities. So why is it such a big deal when I have to go now?
Don’t get me wrong. The city is a handy place. My chiropractor is in the city. Costco is in the city. I occasionally work in the city. I went to NYC recently (now there’s a CITY), and had a blast. But after awhile, I start to lose my centre. I almost forget who I am. And then, it’s time to leave.
My first foray into country living was 3 years ago, if you don’t count the first 18 years of my life. That was a long time ago, so I don’t. I was driving down a country road, following a white haired driver, slowly, of course, and the thought hit me…Do you know why old people drive slowly? Because they can. They can just enjoy the drive, instead of rushing to get done the million things that the rest of us try to do in one day. They can see the scenery passing by. They can be in the present. I thought, ‘I need to get me some of that.’
So I moved out of the city. I started to slow down. Now, I breathe just a little bit better. I’m happier. I’m healthier. I know the folks where I buy my groceries. We talk. We laugh. We all love living here. I don’t know, maybe it’s because I started my life like this. But I do know that I’m in no hurry to ever go back.
Now if you’re a city dweller, and you love it, if it fits your skin, then Bravo, you have found your place. Me, I found my tribe just twenty minutes down the road, and I think I’ll just hang with them awhile. But if we plan ahead, I could meet you in the city for a drink.