GMIM: Cities suck, naps are great, and don’t talk to strangers

Welcome to another installment of Good mourning, it’s Monday! This weekly blog looks to cover various topics in the news, along with personal stories or encounters from the past week at home and work to help you through your first day back at work (unless you don’t work). Hopefully my seven followers like this and share this to make it eight. Enjoy…

City living is garbage

Yes, this is Chinese smog, I know.

Growing up 30 miles north of Boston, I always had a fascination with the city. I grew up in the suburbs with a large yard and plenty of street parking. There weren’t any woods, but I could smell the boarder of New Hampshire. It’s the ideal location; far enough from the city to have peace, but close enough to drive in for the day.

So when I started working in the city, I was excited for what was to come: tall buildings, restaurants, endless numbers of people walking around, trains, cars, and close proximity to the harbor. I was looking forward to being immersed in what I would hopefully at some point call home.

Well, you can count me out on the crap known as city living. Don’t get me wrong, Boston is probably my favorite city, but I have ZERO interest living here or spending more than eight hours in my job’s area. Continue reading