lamah at ohevet tel aviv?

I made the decision to move to Jerusalem to do something different than the big, cosmopolitan city for a while. I am glad for this decision, but I still have been going to and from Tel Aviv a bit often. From both sides of things, this is often questioned...the religious in Jerusalem do not necessarily see the appeal of Tel Aviv, seeing as too big, too secular, too removed from the neshama. Those I know in Tel Aviv don't necessarily understand why, if I like Tel Aviv so much, I still choose to stay in Jerusalem. But really, these things aren't about choices, Tel Aviv or Jerusalem, religous or secular. That is the whole point of this--there isn't just the black and the white, I am here to further develop my gray zone. But no matter how much I am determined to stay in Jerusalem, to experience every aspect of what it means to live in this torn and tethered city, Tel Aviv keeps drawing me back. The city itself is like the sand on its beaches; beautiful, a bit dirtier than maybe preferred, but incredibly soft and fine, to the point that once you step foot onto the sand, it is unlikely to ever be able to wash it off of you completely.