Another face of Leeds

So I am leaving Leeds 3 days from now with a bit of sadness and very much excitement.

Leeds is never a beautiful city, even it has much more sun shine than any other city I have ever been in the UK, and, trust me, I have been to lots of them.

It is that the people make this place beautiful. It is always better to have a friend or two to lie down on the grass to enjoy the sunny day than do the sunbath alone. And it is always more enjoyable to go shopping or having tea time with friends than experiencing the solitude by myself. And I didn't know that until travelling to the UK with my shadow only an year and half ago.

People are generally nice here although I had some bad experience confronting with the strangers. But bad luck doesn't count, it is just not lucky enough. Anyway, everything is nicer when it is time to go, at least for me, it is.

Leeds is not pretty, but Leeds has it's face--a face mixes nature with old and new and half-finished buildings. It is a rejuvenating city, and people live in it. the city would get younger again but people would never. However, I think that nobody take care of the process of rejuvenation in the environment they walk pass everyday. We tolerate the noise of construction and take the new face for granted, by the time the machine demolishing the torn buildings, we just simply tolerate the noise again.

Actually it is not that they are cold people, it is that there are the reasons for them to walk on the street, and there are some other things that they are caring about more the face-off of the city. They are all going towards somewhere. It is actually a bit of shocking for me that almost everyone has the destination to go. Everyone is the passenger of others and we ourselves are the passengers of time and space.

I don't what is the lesson of this, I just know that I am being sentimental again.