Everywhere But Home

News and musings from wherever my crazy life takes me. My body may be back in Illinois, but at least for now, my mind is still in Mongolia.

When possible, make a legal U-turn.

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Sat down to write tonight and ended up with a morose and self-pitying prose poem.

This is a dire situation, my friends. There’s a reason we fill our journals with poems of gloom and doom as teenagers, and a better one that leads us to look back at them with horror and pretend they don’t exist.

On tomorrow’s agenda: writing something cheerful, and taking myself less seriously. This is one path I have no wish to pursue.

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Author: everywherebuthome

Linguist. Fulbright English Teaching Assistant. Expat in Mongolia. Writer. Scout, dancer, gymnast, equestrienne.

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