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City Lights. Today I went to a coffee shop after work. I couldnt face leaving my dark, tiny office and returning to my dark, tiny apartment.

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´╗┐Jemma Davis IIJR City Lights When we walk around a city, there are items we always keep close to our person; wallets, phones, bags. To me, it seems that they connect us to the world and give us a feeling of purpose. So, you would imagine how strange I felt, walking with no bag and no purpose in New York City at 1:00 am. I felt, sort of free. Free from the bitter reality that is being an IT consultant for a big company. For sometimes if feel like my life is just a computer and a phone. Today I went to a coffee shop after work. I couldn?t face leaving my dark, tiny office and returning to my dark, tiny apartment. I don?t normally like the taste of coffee; I drink it because everyone at my office does. But today I liked the bitterness, the bite made me feel alive. ...read more.

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My bag. I felt like I should have cared more than I did. It was just? a bag full of replaceable things. But then a dark cloud of sense formed in my heart, how was I going to get home, furthermore where was I? It was getting late and I needed to get some work done at home. All the beautiful freedom of my enlightenment was snuffed out. My heart was dark and my eyes welled up with tears. I couldn?t just quit my job and be ?free?. The world didn?t work like that. The world is harsh. I was stuck. Everyday I saw people without jobs on my way to work; they lived in boxes and under old copies of ?The New York Times?. However free they were, I didn?t want that. I swore out loud. A woman gave me a reproachful look. I stared blankly back at her. ...read more.

Conclusion

I had become a slave to consumerism. I cared about material things, not about what was important. Hell, I didn?t even have any real friends, just fake, shallow friendships. I began walking down the street, with no purpose this time. I was just walking for the sake of it. The chilly air-cooled my head. I took deep breaths of the air. I felt like it was the first time I breathed properly in my life. I got to a bench and sat down. It was the calm after my emotional storm. The world seemed to have its volume turned down. The cars and vans sounded distant and far away. I was lying on the shores of another world. Blinking a few times I took in my surroundings properly. However much I hated this city, I had to say the lights were beautiful at night. I would fix everything, gradually and in my own time. I would find another job, look for friends or maybe a significant other and break my routine. But for now I?ll just watch the city lights. ...read more.

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