i got into a debate this weekend about the pros and cons of city vs. suburban vs. rural living. the city gets my vote time and again because it’s the only living environment that allows you to interact with new people every day, thereby creating the opportunity for endless interactions and exchanges. my friend countered, saying that the hundreds of thousands of people in the city rarely talk to strangers or neighbors, and so you might as well live in a cabin in the woods. the topic then switched to where we would want our 5 hypothetical vacation homes, and the conversation was seemingly forgotten.
this morning I confirmed minneapolis is the 47th largest city in the nation with 387,753, residents. 47 is a respectable number if for no other reason that it makes the top 50. still, I’m convinced that if people make an effort toward intimacy, then a large city can feel welcoming and communal.
if welcome mats could speak, they would say something like ‘hello friend! welcome to this house. please come inside and get cozy.” right? or no? maybe i’m making odd assumptions about inanimate objects. either way, the welcome mat seems to hint at the importance of community.