Magnolia is almost 30, a soon-to-be-lawyer, and way into music and sports. She's reinventing myself after a long period of wandering in the wilderness. In her blog, magnolia, she says she writes about "my insanity in a hopefully interesting and occasionally humorous manner."
I am an inveterate city girl. I didn't realize this for myself until I left a city for three years to go to law school in an overgrown cow town with a major research university plunked smack-dab in the center of it. Now that I'm back in the land of the living, I thank every deity I can think of on a regular basis for the magic that is urban life.
Delivery food at nearly any hour you want it. There is just nothing like being a little drunk with your friends at 2:15AM and realizing that not only is it vital to have Thai food RIGHT THIS SECOND, but it is also possible. That is a smashing feeling.
Conscientious coffee providers. This is not to say that the morning rush at starbucks is fun in your average city. But in non-urban places, it is damn near impossible to get a barista to comprehend that you may very well have something to do this morning. It shouldn't take 25 minutes to procure a tall mocha, nonfat, no whip. It does outside the city.
Public transit. Double-edged sword, to be sure, but I don't have a car note right now. That's a pretty nice feeling.
Independent book stores. Especially those that come attached to cafes. Even better, those that are open all night long on the weekends.
People-watching. Which i'm pretty sure is the socially acceptable term for what Henry Rollins likes to call "staring at mutants."
What tickles you about city life? (Or, alternatively, how crazy do you think I am for loving urbanity this much?)
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