Big City Big Life

I thought I was a city girl, but really, I am a girl from the Southern Californian suburbs. There are some days I wonder if I'm cut out to live in this city of San Francisco - the impatient people, people walking by knocking my shoulders, people racing against the lights either driving or walking, blaring horns, taxis cutting me off, people double-parked blocking normal traffic, just plain rudeness, people don't look at each other, snuff each other at any given chance, no chivalry in this town, people suddenly veering into your lane sending your heart rate through the roof, sometimes I just don't feel the love - Where is the love? I experienced one and all of these things today, and it just made we want to stay home and relent. But no, I can't do that, I won't give up ~ I dreamt of living here in the exact spot that I'm in, other days are good and I feel such immense unmeasured joy at the beauty around me. Tomorrow's another day in San Francisco - I'll live it and breathe it, and I will not relent.