Zoned out until I heard the theme music and just for a second, I felt like I was overseas again watching BBC on the hotel TV.
Some weathered hotel in India. Some sparse room in Vietnam or Laos.
Sigh. Not all flashbacks are bad.
I had all kinds of misadventures. Robbed in Costa Rica. Got Hep-A at least once and probably twice. Got lost. Sat through blackouts.
They wake up worrying about their family. Their jobs. Their lives.
Americans conflate a country's politics with its people. As if all of its citizens wake, live and sleep thinking only of the U.S..
If only Americans knew that.
Oh, how the world would be different if they did.
Sigh, all this from a moment of BBC theme music. I miss the way things used to be before we made such a bloody mess of it
Even in a world set ablaze by bad news and stress and conflict, it is never lost on me that the people though... whoever they may be... are generally good.
Let that not be lost. It's what calls us to resist moral wrongs and protect the vulnerable.
It's still there though. The good is still the people. Countries apart. Different but not dissimilar.
I miss traveling. I miss feeling at home in places wholly foreign.
We should all be strangers in a strange land in our lives
When you strip life down to its barest essence, people are generally good.
I believe that...
Even now, I believe that. I'm glad I still do.