I dont. I don’t belong here at all. I belong in my city, the city I was born in. The city my parents stole
me away from when a I was 10 and the city I made it back to years later on my own. I need to be where everything is familiar and each art of that place gives me joy. The city knows me. It is a part of my heart and a part of my soul. They need to be reunited. Soon.