I live in Prague, the capital city of the Czech Republic. It’s not huge, but it’s bustling. There’s a lot to do and it’s full of people (especially tourists). I love it. It’s almost hard to imagine that I used to live in the countryside. Deep in the countryside!
When my first son was 5, his father and I decided we wanted a garden. We considered buying a house in the town where we lived. But then my partner found a huge plot of land in a tiny village nearby and fell in love with it. I went to see it. It was stunning. I was nervous about the size of the garden but we decided to take it.
When we first moved in, I was really happy. This was the view from my kitchen window!
Not a neighbour in sight. Such a luxury after the busyness of the city. It was so quiet. Very quiet. Almost too quiet. In fact… it was absolutely silent.
There was nobody living nearby, and no friends for many kilometres. My partner went out to work every day. And I stayed home with my son. Don’t get me wrong, it was great to spend time with him (and his brother when he came along), but I missed having conversations–those not about lego bricks and superheros. My closest allies were the cows in the adjacent field and I found myself talking to them sometimes.
I had everything I had ever wanted: a large, comfortable house, a beautiful garden, and stunning views that stretched as far as the eye could see. But I wasn’t happy.
So I returned to the city. Now, I live in a nice flat. I teach and run my own business. I attend yoga classes, dances classes, and toastmaster evenings. I see my friends every single week.
It’s not quiet in the city. It’s a bit hectic and noisy. In fact… it can get rather loud and crazy sometimes.
But I’m happy.
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