One year ago yesterday I moved back to LA from New York. I left everything I had come to know and love and returned to where I was born and raised. I felt like an outsider then, and 365 days plus one later, I still do. I feel like a transplant to my own city. To the city of my birth, to the city that raised me, to the city which shaped me to into the person I am presently. It’s strange, how you can come to be uncomfortable in a place that is supposed to be home. Maybe you forget it, maybe it forgets you. Either way, Los Angeles and I are still getting used to each other, and I trying my damnedest to make it work, but New York, I think I will always miss you.
Photo: Neil Clayton Campbell
