Bless the People Keeping it Fair

(To live is to suffer. To suffer is to love. To love is to live.) I won’t deny how much I love the city. The walkable streets. The cafés glowing past midnight. The convenience of having everything within reach—as if life itself could be neatly arranged into short commutes, walks, and coffee cups. There is a version of me that thrives there. A version that moves quickly, thinks quickly, and slowly…