BUSY TRAIN STATIONS, gloomy yet humid summer skies, gentrified city town centres, and greasy chicken shops – this has been my norm for the past 26 years. Born in one of the most iconic cities on earth, a city I love to hate, and hate to say I love. However, my ancestral journey began in a different place – a reality I can’t seem to escape or wish to alter anymore. My life’s trajectory was and still is inherently connected to the decisions my parents made when they left Kosovo.