There is something comforting in walking alone, strolling along the pavement of a city, admiring the urbanscape of a place we may call home. This city of over 2.4 million people, the city I call home, continues to occupy my thoughts wondering how it is that I never feel alone while immersed in Utopian concrete, glass and ambition. It’s an awareness that struck me in my earlier years while walking along the financial district of Toronto with its seemingly larger than life skyscrapers, street lights and excessively wide streets that I noticed how comforting this environment could be, all while realizing how small I truly was.
Not everyone shares this same experience with me. Common knowledge hovers, like overcast clouds at the peak of glass skyscrapers in which many of us feel lonely in a larger city. Being surrounded by thousands of strangers bustling to and from home or work while eagerly anticipating dinner with family and friends; it is those very same strangers that perpetually never notice us. They rush past without the merest of acknowledgement, yet it is this exact anonymity that I find consoling while simultaneously returning the very same brisk void of personal exchange.
Ironically, being a part of the most advanced civilization since the beginning of time we have interestingly regressed in our societal stance. It’s no surprise that mobile technology has been a huge contributor…. I know I’m guilty!
The city can be intimidating, cold and yes lonely. But that isn’t necessarily so for all of us, I see the city as a warm refuge; always there to welcome me back after time spent miles away.
All photographs are captured by Kathy Lum