City Nights

Today I went to San Jose. It was about 5 pm, and I came out of the building, and the sun was setting. The wind was blowing, and it was starting to feel cold. Right before I was about to comment on this, I took in a breath. The smell was exhilarating. A big city smell. The smell that wafts into range right after landing in a big city. It tingled of adventure, and many busy people starting to turn in after a long day. Looking around, many people wearing coats walk swiftly down the street with a sense of purpose. This is the big city life I grew up in. This is the big city life I longed to return to. Cupertino has always been too small for my liking. There is no nightlife, not even the occasional sprint to the corner store for midnight snacks. It's a suburban area with a curfew. The only big items around here are tech companies, but those are silent at night. I realized what "City that Never Sleeps" really means now. It means a constant excitement. Now that I'm pretty much going to big city Los Angeles, I'm going to live in a big city like that. It's going to be so exciting. For the first few weeks, I'm barely going to sleep. But then, I'm going to get used to it, and homework is going to bog me down, and I'll miss this suburban area, where there are only deer and squirrels moving around at night. This almost brings tears to my eyes. I'm going to cry when I move. Really. I don't think I've ever thought of crying this much ever. This isn't bad crying though. It's peaceful. It's a longing, but not intense enough to cause pain. I will accept it, but for now, I'm just sad.

This is. The Start of. Goodbye.