in praise of a boring life

"In relation to my blog, I suppose I've had a bit of an identity crisis. My vision of stories included visiting exotic cities, meeting strangers, strolling world markets, sleeping in shabby hostels, and cultivating a fearless spirit. This can't exist anymore. Is there nothing to say? Have the rhythms of domesticity killed all wonder? Should I put my laptop on the shelf and hide my notebooks?"

neon future: thoughts on life in the liminal stage

Hello from the other side of the ocean. I'm back in Columbia, Missouri, beloved little college town, experiencing less culture shock than I expected to. There was the initial whoa of the Baltimore airport: large people clutching super-large fountain drinks, families dressed in matching tee-shirts, the informality with which strangers spoke to each other. But it's not exactly …

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