Autochthonous

I know the suburbs are supposed to be the scurge of the universe, land of creature comforts and SUVs, but I have to be honest: I love my suburb.

Yes it's 98% white. Yes there are several-million-dollar houses and a disturbing amount of Lexus cars. But in my little corner of the town, where I've lived my whole life, I feel at home. It's the corner where I once scraped my knees attempting to use 10 jump ropes at once. It's the corner where my first boyfriend dropped me off after we'd snuck out.

The downtown is "quaint and historic," and when I feel like going to the city, the train is a 10-minute walk away.

It's so corny, but I'm not afraid to admit it. I love my little burb.