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.
For how long can I intelligently examine and criticize a place I’ve abandoned from the inherent safety and ignorance of distance?
The newest version of the American passport befits our international reputation as the least subtle of nations.
Sometimes you have to cross the world to learn more about your own countrymen.
Living in Europe threatens my already-tenuous cultural identity.