ok, picture this:
you have- a nice apartment that is cheap. jobs that you like a lot. friends and people that love you all around you. the ability to do your favorite things in the world and either get paid for them, or at least get to do them for free.

and you decide to- move out of your apartment, quit tour jobs, leave your friends, go to a place you don't have any of these things (save one good friend), you don't legally have the ability to make money, nobody knows you or cares that you love something.

it doesn't seem to make sense.
what i am understanding- how tough it is for immigrants. how tough it is when your life has no identifiable purpose. how people go crazy when they don't have jobs.
what i don't understand- why what i have is not enough and what i am looking for.

one foot in front of the other. one day at a time. all will be revealed, but at the moment seems very sketchy and unclear...
i don't miss pittsburgh exactly, but i do miss something.