a dream in the city

Flashing lights, continuous movement, the clatter of construction. Buildings reach higher and higher, extending their arms up to the sky. The light brightens the skyscrapers' glass windows and makes you pity the one who cleans them. The rustle of shopping bags and the rudeness of city-goers constitute the sidewalks. But the feeling of being minute in this city of tall buildings and fancy stores stirs an aweness inside you. Passing by sale signs and smelling the wafts of delicious food brings a smile to your face. Climbing to the top of a hotel to take in the grand view of the world makes you reach for your camera. Hanging off the side of a cable car rolling down the precarious streets twirls the hair around your face. The distinct smell of crab and fish tickles your nose. As you drive away, over the historical bridge, you remember the dream-like feel of a city and its powers of persuasion.