I am one of those guys that never left his home town. I just didn’t find any particular reason to leave. And yes, I like my small hometown where everyone knows everyone. I spent my whole live, around 37 years in the same place. Up to this day I write those lines I can’t imagine living someplace else. The furthest I got away was going to school in the next bigger town, a twenty minutes car ride away from home.
I once married a girl from my town. We went to school together, for fucks sake, we even played together on the playground when we were young. When we both were around 19 years old we began to date. We were in love back then. About three years later we married each other. In the following years our three kids came to the world. We still were madly in love.
But that love, the hopefully ever burning flame disappeared over the following decade. Slowly but steadily. Until we were at a point were we only kept our marriage up and running because of our kids. And to be the perfect family the rest of our town wanted us to be. But in the end it was nothing but a show.