Why I love the Suburbs

I know. I know. Any out of the box thinking type should definitely hate most things about the burbs. Chain restaurants, big box stores, industrial parks and all such matters designed to force conformity and suppress any form of creativity. But here’s the thing. When you basically subscribe to a low consumer lifestyle, and can therefore avoid the soul stripping elements of, say, an Applebee’s, where you are matters less. I jump on my bike and peddle. Sure, I sometimes have to link sidewalks between roads to avoid ignorant drivers. But, you can be certain you’ll be the only one at that lone coffee house during work hours. The library will be yours, cause, hey, who in affluent America actually uses that thing? And parks are generally empty for quiet contemplation. Makes you wonder why they built some of these things in the first place. But, people’s best intentions are my gain. So, thank you suburbia for building a safe environment filled with all the things you think should be there but really have no use to be bothered with. I’ll be
glad to partake.


Quiet coffee, 67 degrees in January, and the whole place is mine. The burbs ain’t so bad.