the pain of the familiar.
the monotony of each day
and the bane of the lonely existence.
escaping to the city highlights the pockets of unhappiness in my life.
it's not so bad, there are good elements as well.
but when surrounded by appeal, the excitement and life of New York,
one can't help but feel lost -
sad to not be living in it, part of it.
i find myself contemplating how I can make my experience in London the same,
with the same energy and passion that these people have.
the answer remains absent,
but I can't help but think it's within myself.
a choice...a decision that i must make,
to create opportunities that are out there.
to find the energy that is brimming underneath the surface,
just waiting for me to unravel it.
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