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The thing about the budding landscape of the suburb I call my home is that it is not enough of anything.

Not enough bustle to be a city and yet too many city lights to be a small town. Not enough trees and Green grass expanse to be countryside but too many perfectly unobstructed sunrises to be urban landscape. Not enough traffic but too many crowded sidewalks.

Not enough buzz to get lost in and yet too much to feel known. Not enough noise to drown out my doubt but too much to trust. Not enough unfamiliarity to feel enthralled and yet too much to feel enchanted.

So much potential to be so much more than it is. But it seems to be stuck here in the in between. Never quite fulfilled or fulfilling.

Construction projects and Skeletal high rises litter once open fields now waiting upturned Earth, Stripped of its ability to Grow, And yet buildings remain unbuilt.

And yet it's people stay and its people invest . Wait for it to become everything they dreamed

And maybe it will

But I wonder if I will be around long enough to see it. Wonder who will outgrow who first

Wonder if my home will leave me behind

The air quality where I live is 70 and oh boy, this haze sure is hazy