The horizon is the only constant. Trees may fall, people will build, but there is always the same sky and earth and that thin non-line in between. The inevitable meeting of the sky and earth that actually never meets. The constant that we can count on, whether we are in the city or in the country. Every moment and every place has its own horizon, which is ephemerally tied together with every other horizon.
Landscape is soothing and meditative and if it has been blocked, it is jarring and disquieting. There is beauty in the strangest landscapes and there are strange things in the most beautiful landscapes. Looking out and having space gives me sanity. I like space around me. I like being alone.