I've been here before, but they don't know me

Three years ago, I moved from my home village to a bigger city to earn my bachelor’s degree. As I approach the end of my studies, I cannot get past the fact that I’ll soon be returning to my home village, closing a chapter of my life. Confronted with the fact that the people there are a rather closed community, where art is not recognised and considered a profession, it was an interesting question to me what it would be like to return and live my daily life there again. I would like to play with the idea of returning, to find an answer to the question of whether reintegration is even possible, and if so, how this process will be.