Neon lights flashing from street to street, pedestrians scurrying throughout the boulevard, vast buildings looming overhead, tourists buzzing with awe, cameras flashing here, cab doors opening and closing there, it was the epitome of chaos. The constant activity was making my head twirl; everything was going to fast. So much noise and commotion, the city was just not for me. The longer I stayed, the more I felt stressed out. I needed to find an escape and fast. I began to run as fast as I could, zigzagging my way through the public, until I could run no more, until I ran into trees that were taller than the buildings themselves.