I live in a bigger city but I’m currently residing in a cabin in the woods, away from civilization. It has got a fire place going, some basic stuff and lots of board games etc. It also has a nice garden thing where you can just chill out for a bit. There’s beautiful woods surrounding it where you can walk.
I like living in the city, with all its chaos. But whenever I’m out in nature I feel this immense rest coming over me. I don’t know if I can actually live here, but for now it’s good. My gf’s family is talking about buying property in rural Sweden and they want to build a house there, one where the kids can always visit. I like the idea of living a rural simple life. Can’t leave the city now though, with all the activism going on. Bit harder to radicalize the deers in the woods.
I’m thoroughly cosmopolitan. Being away from people, away from the hustle and bustle—all makes me deeply uncomfortable. I recently went on a trip with my wife to a small hotel about 2 hours outside the city. I couldn’t sleep with the silence, and the darkness felt oppressive. Seeing stars was cool though. I haven’t seen the night sky that well in the city since I was a young kid during the 2003 NE US blackout.