Mexico City was like an ugly brother, I loved it because I've known it since I have a memory but I just don't see what others see in it. Sure, it has cool spots, so if you have money you can Uber from cool spot to cool spot while missing all the dystopic horror around it, but living there is just piling terror.
It used to be a cool vibrant town, but developers came and gentrified everything cool about it. Now the cool spots are all some discount Manhattan only available to the rich, while everyone else have to survive on the falling apart infrastructure.
Oh yea, we also pay taxes. Really don't know why.
Recently an earthquake destroyed most of the cool historic spots and the real estate developers came and took whatever rubble they could to transform it into more malls and more parking spaces.
So I was sick of it and came here, to Tepoztlán, to live in the real Mexico.
The views are beautiful, and the food delicious. I found a really cheap house in the middle of the forest so now my dogs an I go out running every morning.
I'm still kinda shellshocked from abandoning all my friends and family out there, but it was necesary. I could feel the madness of the city creeping into me. Everyone was angry, stressed or sad all the time. Our free time was worthless and on the weekends we just wanted to go get wasted at a loud and dark place to lick our wounds so we could go back to the cubicle on monday, more or less patched up.
Dunno. I miss a city that's no longer there. Big business took it from me, from all of us. Now everything seem so easy and beautiful and I can't help but wonder, why did I kept that life for so long, when this was available, for way less?
Anyway, never settle for less that what you deserve. We spend a lot of time being miserable for a future that may not even come. Let's all just enjoy the present and fuck the corporations that are trying to capitalize on our joy.