City Girl

I got to spend some much-needed time this weekend, alone, out and about in the city. I was reminded again of how much I love it. I'm a country girl originally, a way-out-in-the-sticks kind of country girl, and I never imagined myself as a city dweller.

Yet here I am.

Here I am, and I love it. I am thriving here. I am a people person and I love being surrounded by people. I love the fact that I can be both surrounded by people, and all alone at the same time. I love watching people, seeing the differences and similarities that we all share.

We are not alone. We humans are attached by emotion - deep down, we share emotional experiences. I love the feeling of being connected with everyone else - both in the city and the world around me. It makes it easier, on days like today, to feel compassion for myself, as I allow myself to feel compassion for others.

Feeling compassion for myself isn't easy some days. It's far too easy to focus on my (many) shortcomings. But I am trying. I am making small efforts toward moving forward.

But I digress.

Spending time out alone in the city reminded me of the fact that, deep down, I will always be a city girl. I love the sights and sounds of the city. I love the pigeons and the roar of the buses and the honking of impatient drivers. I love the energy of the city - I feed off it.

It reminds me of what there is to live for.