Now I guess I'm struggling with the reality that I live in Detroit. I'm kind of stuck here temporarily until I have enough money to relocate. It's not terrible; it's not where I thought I'd be. However, it is. So, I think now that I have realized this, I need to realize my potential here and create a life here for myself.
It's strange to think that I feel like such a foreigner in this city. It's where I spent the first 18 years of my life; 18 years underage and at a different place in my life. I guess that's the discrepancy. Now I find myself back at the beginning, coming full circle- like the ouroboros (top tattoo idea). Even in Ukraine, I didn't feel like I do here. There I had a role. Here, well, I'm finding that. Shit, when I lived in Columbus I was always seeing live music, friends, eating good food, going to art shows, having art shows, sitting in and drinking some wine, chilling on a porch, going for a bike ride, sitting in the park, getting lost, creating. Here, I feel vacant of all things I love and live to be surrounded by. So, all I'm saying is it's hard and weird and real. And new.
Which is good, right? It's like, "fuck, I live here."