Loving where I live

"Do you want to move somewhere with better weather?" my wife asked, while it was grey and I was also feeling grey. "Yes please," I said. "But we will need to take all our extended family, their extended families, our house, the garden, all our favourite restaurants, the NHS, and so on." "Probably stay here, then," she said. Sometimes my wife and I talk about alternative universes where we made different choices. Not regrets, it's more cathartic than anything. Talking about what our life could have been only reinforces this is what we chose. What we chose, are still choosing, is that I'm back in the town where I was born and grew up. People often shit on their hometowns and I understand. There's plenty that could be better here, but there's plenty that is great. It's a very specific place and I like and feel comfortable with that specificity and it's only really found here and in London. Other places make less sense to me. Some people look down on staying in the same place, or…