Although I’ve never been to this exact town, I’ve been to many like it. You really captured what feels like loneliness to an outsider - but knowing it likely feels very different to those who live there.
Thank you Scott. Funny thing is, even in many places in NYC and Brooklyn, I was an outsider even though I was brought up there. I wonder what the boundaries are between being on the inside and welcomed and being an outsider.
Totally relate to sometimes feeling like an outsider in your own backyard. I think more often than not, it’s a state of mind that we hold personally. That level of comfort, or feeling ‘on the inside,’ is at times elusive, even in the places we’d expect it most.
I’d also say that Brooklyn (and NYC in general) can heighten this detachment - given the rate at which it constantly changes. My brooklyn neighborhood is not nearly the same one I moved into over 25 years ago, and often leaves me feeling outside the flow of the new inhabitants…
Although I’ve never been to this exact town, I’ve been to many like it. You really captured what feels like loneliness to an outsider - but knowing it likely feels very different to those who live there.
Thank you Scott. Funny thing is, even in many places in NYC and Brooklyn, I was an outsider even though I was brought up there. I wonder what the boundaries are between being on the inside and welcomed and being an outsider.
Totally relate to sometimes feeling like an outsider in your own backyard. I think more often than not, it’s a state of mind that we hold personally. That level of comfort, or feeling ‘on the inside,’ is at times elusive, even in the places we’d expect it most.
I’d also say that Brooklyn (and NYC in general) can heighten this detachment - given the rate at which it constantly changes. My brooklyn neighborhood is not nearly the same one I moved into over 25 years ago, and often leaves me feeling outside the flow of the new inhabitants…