While my summer days and nights have been great . . . the past two late nights have sucked. They've sucked because I'm having a bout of insomnia. I spent about 2 hours lieing (how you like that one Jeremy) in bed before I was finally able to go to sleep. It, as was already said, sucked.

With a roommate out of town, I walked down to the park in order to watch the last bit of Breakfast at Tiffany's with Mark and Shannon. Apparently they really like Matt's place, especially because it is already furnished. It was good to see them again. As I was walking back home I was again struck with the fact that I love cities. Last night it was because of the diversity that I found over a few blocks.

When I left my place it was the sort of well-off, corporate ladder climbing white people I see everyday, with a smattering of homeless . . . all black. Then, as I made it closer to 10th and Peachtree the demographic switched. We got rid of the homeless people, and replaced the white corporates with black corporates. On the walk over to Piedmont I was surrounded with other transients, noted by their various packs and beverages. By the time I made it to Outwrite everyone was wearing tanktops. Then as I passed through there closer to the park it was a total mixture of people (I assume because of the show).

The thing that struck me as most interesting about the walk (and the walk back was the same) was the dichotomy of diversity and unity that seemed to exist during that walk. It isn't so much that everyone was living happily together, but rather that there were small pockets of different cultures, so it was like walking through little homogenous areas. I think that is what we mean when we talk about diversity . . . at least the fun kind. Having everyone be the same isn't diverse, even if they all come from different ethnic, social backgrounds. Diversity is having those groups with those backgrounds coexist without losing their identity. I'm sure we've all had that thought before.