Ain’t it the truth

There comes a point in life where the respect of a few starts to mean more to you than the attention of many. I’ve been there. At first you feel like a loser for abandoning your “principles,” but then you realize that those principles never really had your back. When the shit hits the fan, those few people whose respect you’ve earned will keep you from getting buried, and it will be worth more to you than all the adoration of all the juicy political gossip sluts on the Internet. ~Lynde

On a related note, I am tired of Twitter.

Post-Paris melange

I’ve been apprehensive about trying to write some fantastic encapsulation of my travels – because, really, I don’t think it’s possible.

How any traveler manages to go abroad and so concisely bring that world back to us amazes me. It requires more than just being a competent writer, but an aptitude for recognizing the finer details from all senses and people around them – things that I am still working on and coincidentally, the same reasons why I admire journalists.
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Post-Paris melange

I’ve been apprehensive about trying to write some fantastic encapsulation of my travels – because, really, I don’t think it’s possible.

How any traveler manages to go abroad and so concisely bring that world back to us amazes me. It requires more than just being a competent writer, but an aptitude for recognizing the finer details from all senses and people around them – things that I am still working on and coincidentally, the same reasons why I admire journalists.
Continue reading