No one comes back to their hometown from extended amounts of time overseas and feels immediately at home, or even like they fit in. I’m in my third month of living in the USA and sometimes I still feel like a weird outsider intruding on someone else’s world. But I’ve had to cope somehow, or else abandon my sanity, which doesn’t sound like a great idea. So I’m coping. (Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy to be where I am and working the job I have and in this position. But drastic transitions can be rough, dude!)
How? By surrounding myself with all those things I missed while I was abroad and just love to do, in general.
Like drip coffee and sitting in coffee shops for hours.
Like at-home cooking (in a full kitchen!) and farmer’s market finds.
Like arts and crafts and knitting scarves while listening to Beyonce.
Like dogs. So many dogs. All the dogs.
Like running everyday.
Like hanging with friends I’ve missed dearly (before they relocate to Guatemala like a jerk).
Like bringing home real, physical books from the library.
Like roadtrips to awesome cities.
And lastly, like enjoying the city I’m in. Because Pittsburgh is kind of awesome.