Ultrarunning, traveling, writing, and adventures from the RD of the Burning Man Ultramarathon.
That used to happen to me alot when I was driving around Baltimore. I would just be stopped at a light and i'd start crying.
This definately has happened to me before, curiously enough more in the 11 years I wasn't in Buffalo, never before and not since. Now the opposite happens; I'm struck with absolute happiness when walking down random streets....that I'm back in my hometown, with it's beautiful architecture and colorful people. Although I'm sure once I'm used to being back the sadness might descend again, as so many things you can see when walking down the street can make you sad....
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