My mother tells me that only babies with soiled diapers like change. No wonder, then, that the changes in the last week have worn my nerves raw! In the last week, I graduated from law school, argued in front of the 8th Dist. Court of Appeals in Ohio, moved back to Cincinnati, and started bar classes. One week ago, I lived in a community of young professionals in a city I learned to love over the course of 7 years. Today, I’m back in the home where I grew up, in a city that has become stranger to me than Kampala.
I never thought I’d come to love the “mistake on the lake” as much as I do. But as I slowly find my way around Cincinnati, I can’t help but feel homesick for my little corner of the Rustbelt. Until we meet again, Cleveland.