Town or Country?

One of my favorite Aesop’s fables is “The City Mouse and the Country Mouse”.

If you’re not familiar with the story, here’s a brief recap: The city mouse comes to visit his cousin in the country. Needless to say, the city mouse is not impressed and scoffs at the simple way of life his cousin seemingly enjoys. This, in turn, leads the country mouse to go to the city where he is treated to a feast -- only to be interrupted by dogs and has to run for his dear life. The country mouse eventually leaves his cousin to go back to the safety of the countryside. Moral: It’s better to be starved and safe than to be fat and scared.

The reason I bring this classic tale up is that, in all my travels, there seems to be a slight rift between the county folks and the city dwellers. Both consider themselves to have the advantage over the other.

I’ve lived in both situations and I’d like to think that I can see both sides of the argument...but the truth of the matter is that I find myself being more comfortable in the country (even if there are roosters crowing at six in the morning outside my bedroom window).

This doesn’t mean I don’t like city dwellers -- actually, it’s quite the contrary -- but for me, I think it simply comes down to having space to run and play without too many bumping shoulders.

How about you? Do you consider yourself a “Town Mouse” or “Country Mouse”? Does one have it better than the other?

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