There are many things about having more than one culture that have been a blessing and a curse. Never really knowing which one you belong to or relate to is high up there. You also tend to see boundary lines differently than those who feel a strong sense of belonging to a very specific place. Always existing just a little bit outside of a culture used to bother me, but I think as I’ve gotten older I am more….ambivalent about it. That perspective extends beyond the intangible fealty to culture and civilizations and into the physical world.
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