Sometimes it’s difficult to know exactly what you want out of life. I’m a big dreamer, so often times I create ideas of how something will be, only to find that the reality is much different than what I made up in my own mind.
Despite urban fantasies and thinking I wanted to live the hustle and bustle of New York City, I found comfort in the Boston area. It is the perfect mix of NYC and my hometown, Traverse City.
I’ve looked high and low for places in the heart of the city, but I always feel most comfortable in a neighborhood that reminds me more of home. I did the Upper West Side life for over a year in NYC, and despite the doormen and conveniences, there’s something to be said about having a front porch and backyard. I would take coffee and crossword puzzles on the patio, meditation by the pond or reading on a hammock any day.
I’m looking for a new place to live come August and am currently exploring Somerville, Cambridge, Chelsea, Brookline and Brighton. While a shiny highrise in Seaport sounds fun (I’ve done the luxury condo life in both Austin and Charlotte), the cost and conveniences don’t fit my lifestyle in the long run. Even if money was no object, the minimalistic lifestyle, cozy corners and friendly neighborhoods seem to be more my speed. There something to be said for simple pleasures.
My goal is to one day is to be a writer on the beach or in a tiny house- or better yet, a tiny house on the beach! I don’t need much, but I do need comfort and piece of mind. As long as I have nature, a notebook, friendship and the shore, I have all I need.