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concluding thoughts

Hey new besties… how’s it going? Thank you for entering a part of my world and taking the time to get to know me through a 2D, digital format. Feels weird to overshare so many details of my life. I hope the stories at least provided some entertainment!

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Before you go, I’d like to end this journey with some thoughts on the concept of home that inspired me to produce these written works.

 

First, a clarification on the timeline of my living situation:

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I was born and raised in South Florida, growing up in a suburb called Weston. When I graduated high school at 18, I moved to Orlando, Florida for eight months. At the age of 19, a couple of months after moving back south, I moved to Ann Arbor, Michigan, where I will live at least until spring 2022.

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Through it all, I’ve spent weeks to months out of the year with my family in Monterrey, Mexico. 

 

Going into this project, I had identified the main elements that influence my perception of a place. These elements almost exclusively relate to the interpersonal relationships I’ve formed and have been born into. Creating fond memories with loved ones makes a place more special than not. Similarly, being able to experience my own culture increases the value of a place by offering me a sense of belonging. This explains why Monterrey, Mexico will always feel like my true home despite never having been a permanent resident there.

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But there must be something more. In Orlando, I had loved ones around me and childhood memories, yet I would never for a second even consider being more than a very temporary guest in that city. 

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In Ann Arbor, I haven’t connected with the minor population of people within my shared culture, yet I adore this charming city to a surprising degree. 

 

Could it be an issue of mind over matter? Out of all four places I’ve identified as “homes”, Orlando was the only one I moved into with pure disdain.

 

Then again, I have been slandering South Florida for at least the past 10 years and I genuinely enjoy my time there now that I’ve moved away. 

 

SO WHAT’S THE DEAL?!?!?

 

Turns out, I have no idea.

 

Throughout the unraveling of this project, I learned about myself, my values, and how they are projected onto physical locations but I have yet to understand exactly how all of these factors intertwine to create one cohesive feeling of home, or the opposite: the sharp sensation of being an outsider, feeling rejected from a space others so willingly belong to. 

 

Is there more to it or is it a simple matter of personal perception?

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I don’t have the answers and I am not sure I ever will. But hey, if you, lovely reader who I appreciate sososo much for still reading, ever find out ... let me know :P

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