I have dreamed of living in a big city since I was inspired by my first issue of Thrasher in June 1986. A close group of high school friends moved to SF and had adventures while I took the safe route of going to college. That nagging desire to live in a city tugged at my soul. Finally I got my chance to live in a big city. The museums, music, stumbling upon a new neighborhood or food cart daily is amazing. The elbow to elbow constant stream of people not recognizing you as another human crushes my soul.
I can check living in a big city off my list of aspirations and feel comfortable visiting them in short bits for the rest of my life. I enjoyed my time and learned a shit load about myself and humanity. We all come from different worlds and experiences but share this one.
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