In a small town, the universe feels so big. In a big city, the universe feels so small. Perhaps that’s one of the reasons why some desire so strongly to live in the city. To be in the know… to have everything right at the touch of their fingertips. To feel like, this is IT!

I love that feeling. And I love big cities. But I also love the sense of wonder that comes with looking up at a sky full of stars with just a couple of street lamps in the way of the vast, speckled darkness. The feeling of being tucked away in a little nook of the world, far removed from the activity.

Silence and stillness permeate the air. Isolation nags at the back of the being as the realization that not only is the town far out, but this planet is relatively speaking, just a speck of dust in the ether.

Confining on one hand. Liberating on another.