Why Does It Matter So Much?

A few weeks ago, Manchester United drew against Everton, a result that felt like a loss given that they led 3-1 and 4-2 in the second half. A day that was going well and seemed to be getting better at 3-1 and 4-2 ended up going to shit. It was basically the day that United lost the title, which was confirmed on the last day of the season. And even though I’m still healthy, as is my wife and even though I still have a job, a roof over my head and a full stomach, why did that result make me sick?

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My Last Visit to Marrakech

I recently returned from my first visit to Morocco, specifically the city of Marrakech. One interesting aspect of traveling in the third world is how I can’t separate my past from the experience. This is always the case. For example, I experience France as an American and my thoughts are colored by my personal history. However, France feels familiar enough that I can almost forget that I’m experiencing something very foreign. In Marrakech, the feeling of being other is overwhelming.

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