“But it wasn’t a dream. This was a real, truly live place. And I remember that some of it wasn’t very nice – but most of it was beautiful. But just the same.” I’ve successfully surrounded myself with my collected remnants of home: Scully and Mulder stand pensively on screen, a blanket from my Birmingham … More “There’s no place like home, Toto.”
The Eastern Education of an uninformed Westerner “Shinto sees nature as the divinity itself.” (Palmer & Finlay. 2003) A cityscape positioned precariously on the precipice. A fortified mecha of steel and titanium conjured up by the delirious minds of men hell-bent on innovation and security. The first-line of protection against seemingly incredulous acts of malevolence. … More A Lesson in Divinity and the Mountains that Moved before Me.
Two weeks in and my biggest take-away thus far is that homesickness is inevitable. Manageable, but inevitable. Did I expect anything less? Fuck no. I love my family and I love my cats and being away from them for any extended period of time sucks warm dicks. I’m also pretty fond of beds that have … More My First Two Weeks in Sapporo (Kinda, not really)
I’m more than 11 months deep into 21. Most would still regard that to be in the realms of relative youth, but fuck I’m feeling old. I’m poised on the precipice of the biggest event in my life thus far, of that I have no doubt, yet I don’t feel like it’s an achievement. Perhaps … More I don’t write enough, so let’s change that with a dose of honesty and introspection.
6,000 miles does a lot to culture: New York to Baghdad, Stockholm to Johannesburg – being almost a quarter of the way around the world will significantly affect the way each respective country functions, with cuisine, people, arts and entertainment each having their distinctive quirks. The most important question being: how does culture affect the … More Japanese Fans – By An Uninitiated Westerner