Be forewarned, my mind is officially a jumbled mess. That is the reason for the no blogs. Before I write this you should know this will not be my best work. Hence the warning.
I live in a City. At times a great city. Often, a hard city, full of challenges, misunderstandings, and language barriers. Not all that uncommon, but all the while stressful. But Miami, oh it's so nice. A friend of mine once pointed out that, "Nowhere else in the can you do some many different things, and have so many things offered, and still be in the United States." This is about a true a statement there is. But there seems to be something a little off with me and this city. It has nothing to do with any of those things mentioned above (those I can handle, I mean i can handle myself for the most part in any Spanish speaking restaurant in Miami) it has everything to do with me. More specifically, it has everything to do with me not seizing the opportunity to live in this city. What I'm speaking of has nothing to do with money. You can do Miami with little money, it's possible. It's a failure to act thing. From here, let me generalize. I love cities, always have. While I enjoy my wide open spaces, I like being able to ride my bike to the store, walking to Fritanga, and having an airport 15 minutes away.I love the diversity, I love the hustle, I love seeing the airplanes land. But, what I don't want is to let the city become too big that it overwhelms me and discourages me. I seem to get into routines that drive me toward complacency, and then complacency to apathy. I feel as if the city and I are in some kind of battle, not a battle of resentment but a battle over direction. To explain further, the city is a stubborn force that is going in whatever direction it wants. And me? Well, I can either go against it, or use that force to my advantage. Let it carry me if you will. Lately the city has been stressing me out. No reason in particular, just the fact that it exists. It seems like the obvious thing to do now is to get back into it. Snow Patrol it.
~B
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