… But it’s where I am.

Rather than send out a string vaguely sad seeming Tweets, I thought I’d document this particular evening of melancholy here, on my blog. This post, in length and content, will be significantly lower than others #sorrynotsorry. Tonight I realised that where I am right now, here in France, is not where I’m supposed to be. But it’s where I am.

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Don’t Let Actions Get Lonely: They Need Words Too

2016. You’ve been a hell of a year. I don’t think I’m quite ready to look back on all that you’ve brought and simultaneously destroyed for us, but I think we can all say that this year is like no other. It brought out the worst in many, but, like every cloud, there is a silver lining (if you squint really carefully). While this year may have been the year America elected a man that requires too many adjectives for a solid English sentence, the reaction to this world-changing event has been both disheartening and encouraging.

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