Yes, I do! A mile up a single track lane, with no neighbours except cattle and sheep, pitch dark at night, not a trace of light pollution, four miles from the nearest town, plenty of space to keep my bees and chickens, a garden full of wildlife (some, like rats and squirrels less welcome than others!), perfect peace and tranquility at night. Wouldn't have it any other way, but it is what I am used to, and what I have chosen, my preferrence being to spend my time in wide open spaces, surrounded by green and living things, and having been brought up in an old cottage, virtually on an island between a small river and a derelict canal, half a mile walk from the nearest road and everything, absolutely everything, including groceries, feed for mum and dad's chickens, goats and sheep etc, was taken along the river path on a wheelbarrow. Absolute heaven for kids - we had a rowing boat and rowed up the river to build dens and camps, complete freedom to roam the fields and woods, trying to shoot rabbits with homemade bows and arrows, swimming in the river every day in summer - very much a 'Just William' type childhood.
I did, once, through circumstance, live in a small town for a short while but felt miserable, suffocated, hemmed in and like a caged animal. Never again! But it is, I guess, 'horses for courses'.