For a good while, there was a big neon sign at MOCAD in Detroit that read, “Nothing will be all right.” 

I thought I was going to have explain why it didn’t strike me as a negative sentiment (and why it actually always kind of rung home in a subtle way to me), but this article said it better than I would: 

In life, it’s expected to experience joys, pains, ups and downs, so experiences will never be exactly all right or all good. MOCAD’s sentiments add the interpretation that people don’t need that much to survive. Actually, we can survive on very little. Therefore, even if we have what appears to be “nothing” we will still be “alright.”

I miss Detroit.  I miss being in a city so bad.  I could never go wandering here and encounter an entire block covered in shoes with notes documenting their various histories tacked all over the fences.  I can’t walk a block and visit a huge art museum; I can’t see tons of awesome architecture just gazing out my window.  i miss all of these things