As I walk apon the sidewalk, calm washes through my veins. The throw up graffiti, to the skateboarders. They all give me a peace that is rare, the chaos calms my nerves. The busy street leaves me with an empty concience as I wave to people passing by. Each and every one different, I find I like to guess their stories, who they really are. From the naughty teenagers to the overwhelmed woman on the way to work. The messiness of the city is what gives me hope in myself.