And so, the dilemma continues. The quest to find a soulmate is so frightening. A teardrop rolls down my right cheek. The reality of being in a situationship and the lack of having someone to genuinely love and be loved by hits me hard now. It took a chat with someone I’ve just met on an app to make me realize the kind of shit I was in. The thing is, some of us believe that we have our shit figured out, and some of us believe that we haven’t figured out our shit yet but that we eventually will. The truth, however, is that no one ever really figures their shit out. Ever. And that is life.

Home Away from Home

Kiana

Saturday, 24 December 2022
Santa Clara, San Francisco

‘I believe in the power of time. It’s always moving, always changing—sometimes it brings joy, sometimes challenges. But I hold on to my faith in time, because just as it changes for others, I know my time will change too.’

In the summers, we yearn for the cool late evening breeze, and in the winters we want to enjoy the balmy afternoon breeze. We’re wired to always long for what we don’t have! And yes, it’s true that the grass is greener on the other side of the fence. Sometimes, it’s even pinker and bluer!

I hadn’t been able to go for my daily morning run in Chicago because of the cold. And I missed that the most. So the first thing I do in the mornings here in San Francisco is put on my running gear and hit the road. There’s a community park very close to where Uncle Joe’s home is, and it’s been a testament to my long journey in America. So that’s where I go for my morning run.

As I walk out of Uncle Joe’s home and head towards the park, I can’t help but wonder how he got so lucky finding just the perfect place for himself and his family. Overlooking the scenic shoreline in the distance, it’s the sort of dream home that gets featured in magazines and newspapers, with readers cutting out its photographs and saving them. Honestly, it’s straight out of a fairy tale.