Why I run and why I need to stop.
Aug 31, 2018 · 3 min read

What is it about this wretched, beautiful city that has eluded me?
Two years in Providence and I’m still unsure of what I’m doing here. In fact, I’m unsure of what the hell I’m doing anywhere.
For all of my adult life, I’ve consistently pawned off my personal insecurities on the places I’ve lived. You know, I’m not happy here because there are too many people; I’m not happy here…

