new

i’m new. new in a city that i love. new in the way i think about things. new in an apartment. new to people who i have never met. copenhagen is a beautiful place. the people are warm, inviting, and very unique. i left the US for many reasons. it wasn’t new any longer. it wasn’t feeling safe. it’s being unraveled, one right and one day at a time. i can’t live like that. it was all about greed and more and money and power and fame and bullshit. here, i can do as i please, see new things, and feel alive. i miss my kids. i miss my few dear friends. i love being here, letting each day unfold into a new adventure, seeing things as they are, new and different. the language is difficult. the people are not. this was the best thing for me. to be new.