For a brief moment in time I lived in Ridgefield, Connecticut, a commuter town off the highway to New York filled with executives and their families. Four seasons, glowing school district, friendly neighbors, and not a single corner of rebellious disruption; I didn’t exactly fit in. I spent a majority of my childhood in Miami, FL, where I experienced the unruliness of gentrification and a community filled with the eagerness to reach the American dream. And then, I made my way to university in Orlando, FL. Throughout a childhood of awkward displacement, I do feel like this destination became my eventual home. From Mills ave where people aren’t how you expect them to be to Austin’s coffee shop, a place where talent is subjective and judgment is kind, Orlando was a place where I was encouraged and welcomed to be the truest version of myself.