Being an ocean away from so many of the people I love can be lonely and guilt-inducing, and I don’t know if I would have spent so much time here if it weren’t for Skype, Gmail, and Facebook, my tripartite magic portal.
Tag: america
When shit goes down and you’re not there
For how long can I intelligently examine and criticize a place I’ve abandoned from the inherent safety and ignorance of distance?
Passport for ‘Amurca
The newest version of the American passport befits our international reputation as the least subtle of nations.
Time Travel: Avignon, May 2014 – Tater Tot Hot Dish
Sometimes you have to cross the world to learn more about your own countrymen.
Melted!
Living in Europe threatens my already-tenuous cultural identity.
Transient Local 