Chapter 1: Contemplating a Move

For the past few months, my partner and I have been seriously considering the idea of leaving our suburban oasis for a more appealing environment.

"We can't tolerate this place anymore!" we would exclaim dramatically. "We rarely venture downtown. Why are we paying such steep rent when we mostly stay in?"

We spent four months exploring suburbs, weighing their advantages and disadvantages, dreaming of renting a house with a yard instead of our apartment on a bustling street. We fantasized about condos and the notion of having a split-level home. The thought of driving to the grocery store instead of relying on online meal orders excited us. We imagined the joy of not feeling cramped next to our neighbors and avoiding awkward encounters with the eccentric resident in 3B during our elevator rides.

With our next lease renewal approaching, it seemed likely we would bid farewell to Beantown. Thus, I resolved to spend more time downtown. If we did decide to leave, making the effort to visit downtown or Newbury Street would be a far greater challenge than our typical 10-minute train ride.

Last weekend, I treated myself to a solo excursion in the city. The weather was beautiful, and I found myself reinvigorated by the prospect of enjoying what Boston has to offer. I hopped on a water taxi to the New England Aquarium, strolled through Faneuil Hall and the North End, and finally made my way to the green line. I also visited Newbury Street and lingered at my favorite bookstore café.

While nothing transformative occurred, a moment of clarity struck me while I was on the water taxi, admiring the city from Boston Harbor. I realized that I don’t truly dislike Boston.

It’s quite possible that I was merely experiencing seasonal blues. The winter had been tough, and I unfairly blamed the city. In truth, winter would have been challenging anywhere, whether in the city or the suburbs.

I relish spending time outdoors and feeling the grass beneath my feet, and the nearby park provides an adequate space for that. I don't require a private backyard to enjoy the outdoors. I love soaking up the sun, and the rooftop of my apartment is a perfect spot for sunbathing. A private deck isn't a necessity for basking in the sunlight.

There's a prevalent notion that changing locations can resolve all your issues, and while that might hold true if your current living situation is problematic, my apartment is more than satisfactory. In fact, it’s quite luxurious, equipped with all the amenities one could desire. If that doesn’t bring me joy, I doubt a duplex located 50 miles from downtown would.

I’m on a continual journey of understanding that true happiness originates from within. My apartment is excellent, and I feel somewhat foolish for ever thinking otherwise.

I am committed to expressing gratitude, particularly towards my apartment and the city I live in. I don’t merely reside in Boston; I have the privilege of living here, and for that, I am truly thankful.

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Chapter 2: Celebrating Boston Through Music

To further explore my connection with Boston, let's dive into the music that encapsulates the city's spirit.

The first video, Reneé Rapp - I Hate Boston (Official Lyric Video), reflects a complex relationship with the city. It captures the frustrations and love intertwined in urban living.

Next, we have Augustana - Boston (Video), a song that beautifully conveys nostalgia and longing for the city, highlighting the emotional ties we often have with our surroundings.