sometimes you have to ground yourself. Get out of that superficial city you lie to yourself as you refer to it as ”home.” Leave the instagram likes and 4am parties behind and go see your family. They miss you. Go repair that relationship with your father/mother, visit your old high school - drink a beer and stargaze with your childhood friends as you reminisce on how good you had it back then. Plot. Make your plots. Come back to said wretched city ready to capitolize. Or don’t. Move to a different city - or never leave home. Don’t be afraid of comfort, don’t get too used to it either.
