Sunday was the one-year anniversary of the day I arrived in Seattle by train on the visit that was to change my entire life. I thought it was just going to be an ordinary, albeit extra-nice, tour stop; I had no idea that I would bond so deeply with my friends here, nor that I would develop such deep feelings for Jae so quickly. By the time I left I knew I would return for at least a visit; within a few weeks I had decided to relocate. And before 90 days had passed since my departure, I was back. But that was no mere change of residence, oh no; those who have followed this diary feature over the past year know what a long, strange trip it’s been. Where will it take me next? I have absolutely no idea, and I’ve given up on trying to predict; I can barely even keep on schedule with this blog. But I’m going to keep on working, and keep on writing, and keep on fighting the good fight, and keep on expanding my horizons, and chronicling the whole thing right here. And maybe one day, I’ll even figure out what it all means.
Diary #280
November 10, 2015 by Maggie McNeill
Posted in Diary, Philosophy | Tagged activism, anecdote, blogging | 2 Comments
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