I was just talking to my wife after watching some surfer d-bag's youtube video about live beachside in paradise. I was like, "You ever wonder why we live here?" Like this place has almost nothing beautiful. And there's no reason we HAVE to live at this exact spot, state, or whatever.
Could you imagine waking up every day, looking out your window to perfect weather, and watching beautiful rolling hills of New Zealand (et al), or sandy beaches, or rocky misty cliffsides adoring the ocean?
I can't help but feel like that would filter into your subconciousness. Like it would make you happier and more energetic.
And living in a dreary metropolis, I can imagine the opposite. Nothing but concrete as far as the eye can see. Cars honking every minute of every day--and all through the night. People screaming at each other. Even ignoring the crime, the constant "panic" of people trying to get past the rows of people in the way to try and spend a mere 3 minutes of their 30 minute lunch break actually eating while the rest is travelling back to work. I'd go insane. I'd die inside.
My current place isn't that bad. But it's nothing amazing either. So I wonder, if all it takes is simply... a change of venue... why not... change the venue?
A IT contractor I interact with through one of our mutual clients, lives in France 11 months out of the year and only comes to South Carolina when he absolutely has to (or the other month). Otherwise, he works remotely. He lives in the remote hills of France, up on some kind of mountain or high hill with various wildlife, plants, rolling hills, beautiful rivers, etc. And he used to live in the USA. He's always so happy when I call him when he's in France. I can't help but feel like something of his environment soaks into his inner being and heals him / reduces his stress / increases his general enjoyment of life while dealing with the same set of problems I might have here in my town.
And tons of artists, when they go to record an album or get "inspiration" take vacations or rent a house somewhere beautiful. Incubus wrote the album with "Wish you Were Here" after renting a house on the California beach. And they talked about being able to go from recording, to running onto the sand and surfing the sparkling ocean within seconds.
If you listen to the lyrics, it's pretty obvious where the influence of surfing/diving/etc blends into the song.
I dig my toes into the sand.
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn across a blue blanket.
I lean against the wind, pretend that i am weightless and in this moment i am happy.
Come to think of it, Bjork remarks about cliffsides:
We live on a mountain
Right at the top
There's a beautiful view
From the top of the mountain
Every morning I walk towards the edge
And throw little things off
Like car-parts, bottles and cutlery
Or whatever I find lying around
It's become a habit
A way to start the day
I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you
Somehow, I can't imagine she'd write that if she lived her whole live in a boring city and never left or traveled.