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“All I want now is to be happy”: Culture shock and echoes from the past
Moving
Count the days
Last days are never as profound as they appear on television.
I’ve called many places my home little darlin, but I only come from one
Home is a base, a starting point, a fixture to which I latch a tether, however temporarily. Like a climber reaching for the next anchor point, I’m always searching for somewhere new to fasten a hold.
Lost in a dream
No matter how many books read, how many websites visited, how many personal accounts accumulated, when it comes down to make the actual move, my arms remain outstretched in a darkened room.
One Hundred Days
A New Journey: A little chaos can be exhilarating, to be sure, but living without any parameters, well, that’s frankly terrifying.
Sound & Vision or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Whiskey
Chapter II: I chose Philadelphia for my second year specifically so I could push myself, test my mettle. In that sense, it fulfilled every expectation.
Moving is hard. Sometimes, it’s brutal.
Chapter I: Loss is a fundamental part of traveling; people rarely tell you that.
The Sky’s The Limit
If you stay put, you might have a happy life, you may avoid hardships. Your life very well may avoid all the road blocks and problems that come with relocation. But if you never move, you will remain an incomplete person.
