Watertown, MA.

It was a place I called home for a year.  It had everything that attracted me: a community, new culture, lots of friends.  Now, I feel like I've been delivered, at least in a sense.  I used to live right where the shootout happened last night, which would have terrified me beyond my capacity.  The years before that were a drawn out conflict between my professors and some administrators that had already driven me away from them.  As much as I am unhappy with where I might be at the moment, I know that it has been for my own good.
There are times that things I might perceive as wrong or a let down are actually for my benefit.  It shows me that I should spend less time complaining and more time making the best of what I have.  I also should not be so engrossed with finding out the purpose, for that would just lead me to be confused for days, if not years.