I No matter where you are in my city, you can always see the downtown skyline. Every chance I had, I’d steal a glance of it to coat myself in its glory. The buildings felt like antennas from which consequential people fired off electric ideas that moved the world. I really, really wanted to be in those buildings. Doing what? It almost didn’t matter, as long as I could feel the excitement of moving the world from its center.
I've experienced this before, but it wasn't from a skyline. The grass always seems greener no matter where we are. It's hard to be happy where we are. Thanks for sharing this story.
Damn I loved this. The hustle and bustle sure do seem vapid and vacant after a while, huh?