The city..

Friday night…..How I’d written before, I love weekend. Last Friday I went out for diner in NYC. My friend friend’s has an apartment in Tribeca on the 14th floor; and the view of the city is great. It was a little cold; however, we went up to the roof to check the view there as well. I was fascinated; I love the city, the lights, and the tall buildings. I could feel closer of the life I had before US. I used to live on the 14th floor as well. My city was not big as NYC, but not bored and small as New Canaan. The city is a place where I wish to be. The suburban with the nice houses, nice pieces of lands, doesn’t supply my necessity of see people, hear noises, and have everything that I want…..anytime I want.