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Why do I feel so claustrophobic here? Of all places. This city, I’ve always dreamed of being here at this time. I never thought it would be the way it is. I feel suffocated, no room to breathe. No space or liberation. No connections with the people or places around me. This is what I need and want to do. But I hate it. Is this how it’s meant to feel, like you’re surreal? I want to fast-forward into the future where I am brilliant. It’s just the beginning but I still feel like the ending happened months ago.