One way to remember that you live in a town is to bike to work, and pause halfway between did you points from a lovely vantage point, say, a lake.
Another way to remember that you live in a town is to come across a colleague's tweet that tallies median monthly rents across regional counties. Bonus points if, despite your own chosen profession and its relative unfamiliarity with arithmetic, you're able to discern that the rent you pay is at least $500 below the monthly median, and precisely the right range to begin a mortgage. That is, of course, if there were any housing stock available in safe neighborhoods.
Yet another way to remember that you live in a town is to bump into a friend of s friend at the grocery store, and ask about which part of town they have moved to. Bonus points may be accrued if you have mild disagreement about the definitions of town neighborhoods and directions. These are reminders, of course, that the map is not the territory, and where people live often doesn't exactly match where people think they live.
Lastly, have a brief discussion with your local grocery clerk, and realize he recognizes you from the barbershop where you have been getting your hair cut occasionally. Stop and marvel to yourself at the idea that you have a regular barber shop. This is a sign of belonging, membership, of participation in an institution that you hadn't assumed you would ever take up. Yes, you have had your hair cut there, and yes you have been listening in on jokes and paying attention to people's haircuts. But did you sign up for all this? Yes. Yes, you did.