I’ve read how other bloggers have to deal with older family members reacting to supposed revelations on line. And right on cue, mine chime in. It’s a generation gap, partly. They don’t like my “obsessive” behavior to write every day. They don’t want me mentioning the kids. They want me to keep a stiff upper lip in the face of alienation and keep up appearances in the face of depression.
Writing is cathartic for me here, as an expat. I need to communicate, with anyone willing to look and read (and yes, it does distract me from other things). I have fantastic experiences here that I want to share.
But I consider this blog an ARTWORK. It is mediated. It is not naïve. It is my work and will help me get a job. Got that???
PS Isn't my hair shiny?
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