I was painfully aware that, at 24 years old, I was becoming a refugee of sorts, an immigrant, the other, once again, and now for good.
بە ئازارەوە لە تەمەنی ۲٤ ساڵیدا، دەبووم بە جۆرێک لە کۆچبەر، جارێکی تر ئێستاش بۆ هەمیشە.