I was laying in bed with (him) this morning, comfortable and soothed by the sound of rubber rolling over the wet pavement outside, the occasional siren, honking and putter of the cars and trucks below. All of the sounds that were once unfamiliar and frightening now make up the ambiance I love and call home. Put me back in the suburbs and I’d probably lay awake all night in the uncomfortable silence. I wonder what else I really could live without, have differently, do differently, learn to love… If only I’d step out and let go.