the way things were, those memories we’ve kept along the way… This large city is sometimes not big enough. Or maybe it’s about perspective, the lense in which we view the world and our surroundings, maybe it’s the blocks we walk or the company we keep. How do we keep to the present? These days I have been looking to live one day at a time, it is part survival and part keeping my sanity. This large city is sometimes so grand. It sometimes sweeps and pulls and grates. What do you do to keep on a path of centeredness? Do you travel? Do you meditate? Do you read? Do you move away? Is it possible for one to outgrow a city?