horizon vs. incidents of geography

from David Holler's house

Perhaps there is something comforting in knowing/perceiving a geography as a limited space. Consider the relative flatness of Houston. Constructs made of concrete all around, even in the farthest reaches of the horizon. We face potentially an endless manifold filled with pre-fab, non-descript blocks spreading all around. No matter where one goes, still concrete and nothing else.

On the other hand, Berkeley. Quainter, more suburban and green, but limited on one side by the San Francisco Bay and on the other by hills (also consider Strasbourg, with mountains on all sides). And beyond those geographic limitations, perhaps the hope of something else, an unknown, hopefully not made of "béton brut".