I didn’t know until I left that place just how different it was from the rest of the world, how different they were from other people.  The air was thicker there than anywhere else, we moved slower, were able to think and consider, we had time and space.  I was unprepared for the world that I would find because there was no expectation that I would ever leave the place I started.  I could hardly breathe when I first left.  It felt like I was under deep water. 

I left because I wanted to.  I was bored and I thought that somewhere else would be more exciting, that there would be more to do.  I wanted to go somewhere where no one knew me.  I thought this would mean that I could be whoever I wanted, not who other people wanted or expected me to be.  What I found was chaos.  I got lost.