Webbready

How telling it is that I could not keep my promise to update every day for a month for a week.

Since I have failed, I think I will go back to my sporadic updates.

Nevertheless, as much as I loath to give my opinion insensitively, I do have another admission, one that is about as obvious as my love of chocolate chip cookies.

I love the urban environment. I love the idea of a city, a steel and concrete metropolis that surrounds me and has so many destinations, great and small, hidden and overt. While I am not fond of traffic congension or the exhaust fumes from morotized vehicles, there is much to like about the city. It is convenient and allows — in my opinion — for a greater freedom in how to live one’s life. In the city, one can meet people, or not meet people, work here or there, and determine the course of one’s life simply navigating the streets. A city, even one such as Pittsburgh, is more than the product of its residents and the local football team. It is a confluence of ideas and people, where living, if not easy, is at least automatic. The pace may be fast and some people unfriendly, but the benefits outweigh the drawbacks by far.

My expression of my love for the city does not come unprovoked.  A few nights ago, I had the fortune of taking a ride in an automobile at night.  My mouth and nose were covered by cloth, and the steam from my breath clung to my glasses as the car had not heated enough to prevent this.  Through my fog coated-lenses I watched the beautiful, orangle street lights, expept they did not look like steeet lights.  The light from them created a halo, and combined with the obscured vision from the lenses, they looked like shining balls of lights, floating in the night.  The sight was simply magical, and at that moment, I realized this would only be possible in the city.  Natural beauty has its place, but a sight such as this can only be found in an area where the dense series of lights block out the dark sky.

That is not to say that rural life and the wild, unexplored areas of the world do not have their worth, but if I were injured or ill, I would rather be in the city than in the country.