Jan 14
Re-entry to American life has been an interesting experience. At first it was a breeze; much like my short visit home in June. Then as the fresh voices and faces faded back to familiarity, that thing they call reverse culture shock began to set in.
It is the shock of my own culture, what it is but which I never realized, that has startled me.
It is the frustrating disappointment in the involuntary lethargy of American life. Millions of minute conveniences fill every gap of motion and exercise we might reap some small benefit from and the food we consume satisfies our desires first and our health somewhere later.
In many ways the past year came and went incredibly quickly, yet it feels like I have been traveling forever. And at this point I feel as if thats exactly what Ill do.
