I love getting lost in the city. The sights, the sounds, the people. So many out and about, with their own lives, running off to places I'll never know.
You get lost. The sights and sounds envelop you, making you a part of them - one of their own. It's in that space that I'm at peace, exploring, taking snapshots to look back on.
And lastly from that period I remember riding in a taxi one afternoon between very tall buildings under a mauve and rosy sky; I began to bawl because I had everything I wanted and knew I would never be so happy again.
