Cities have a strange affect on me. The noise, people, cars, smells, buildings and a constant bombardment of advertisements and shopping malls attempt to pull me back in to the madness that is the ever-growing, capitalist, free-market economy. Admittedly it is hard not to feel slightly inadequate when confronted with images of what we are lead to believe society should be, and I feel I don’t fit the image. In fact I reject it outright. I don’t want to be a part of it. It’s a falseness, an illusion. All the people trying to be what they think they should be, trying to portray themselves as this, and as that so they fit in, staying within the box so as not to stand out, out of fear of being outcast by society.