Why Living In A Small Town Makes You Happier
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To Me, Heaven Is Cruising Down A Country Road With The Stereo Up And The Windows Down

Those who haven't seen a country morning have NEVER seen a good morning.

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To Me, Heaven Is Cruising Down A Country Road With The Stereo Up And The Windows Down

Simply, I love how the sun rises and the sunsets.

I grew up in a town with 60,000 people in it.

You could see all your neighbors, you could hear all the cars going up and down of both parkways I was near, there was no way to see sunrises and sunsets without being blocked by buildings. There was always tons of traffic if you wanted to head into Philly, or to the local mall and everything was within walking distance.

I then moved to a town with exactly 906 people in it, only one stoplight, only gas stations, a Subway and a Hardee's.

It takes about 20 miles and a trip on the interstate to get to the closest supermarket, or really anywhere else. I work at one of the four places to eat in another little town. I live on a dirt road, on a bigger piece of land that I was not used to, with peacefulness and the quiet.

One of the most amazing things, which I love, are the backroads.

I personally feel the best when I am driving down a dirt road with music playing and the windows down. When I drive to school in the morning, the sun rises over the fields and it is the prettiest thing I have ever seen. When I drive around when the sun goes down, you see all the animals in the fields and is a beautiful way to end the day.

Living in the country, you can experience the beauty of silence.

In our society, we never have time to sit down and hear nothing. Well, living in the country you can find that peacefulness that we all long for. The fresh air when you step out the door is something that is indescribable. That being said, the clean air comes along with some smells that are acquired. Maybe it's the smell of the farm down the road, or the freshly harvested crop. On a clear night in the country, plentiful stars appeared in the sky, and astronomical events like meteor showers are easy to view.

Stargazing is a breathtaking experience.

Back home, you made sure every door was locked, you made sure your car doors were locked, and all your belongings were out of sight. It's so weird, because living "down south", where there is not anything around, you don't need to do all that.

I always thought I wanted to live in a big city like Philadelphia or New York City. But, the longer I live in the country, the South, the more I love every second of the beauty it has to offer.

One of the things that I found truly amazing was the bonfires. I grew up on these little tiny fire pits with a few sticks, and a little bit of flame. I went to a bonfire a couple week ago, and the amount of wood, sticks, trees were higher than I was. The flames were higher than me and it set off the security light.

I learned that some places I do go, I will not have cell service. I learned basically everybody knows everybody in town, I learned to remember which way you went because sometimes your GPS fails to work, I learned its average to see deer in your back yard, and most importantly I learned to love it.

It's the front porch, the chats by the lake, the animals, the dirt roads, the cowboys, country music everywhere you go, the friendliness, the views, the peace, the stars, and all the people that turned into family.

I never expected this life for me, but I'm thankful I took the road less traveled... literally.

"Some old-fashioned things like fresh air and sunshine are hard to beat."

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