Sunday, February 20, 2005

human kindness

Almost everything in life is pleasurable because everything is new. The city is a complex organism of smells and souls and grey grey weather. It seems funny to me that people live here on purpose, until I remind myself that I am living here by choice as well.
Sometimes it seems to me that people live in the city because they believe in the goodness of the human soul and want to be around other humans like them. Why else would you move here? I moved here to see the art that people turn their trash into. Cynics live in the country, in the solitude of things that are not like themselves. The country people always talk about the cold, souless invisibility that city-dwellers experience, the meaness of the people around them. I sure as hell felt that when I first got here, but now my opinions have changed (probably caus I left the apartment!). People are flawed and sweet and polite and shy everywhere. I have encountered tons of kindness and respect here, and under much more extreme circumstances than you would ever face in the country or small town.

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