Wednesday, November 9, 2011

recreational trips to the airport

I always feel okay in airports. Everyone there is a traveler, no one is rooted in some airport culture. It's personally isolating, collaboratively nomadic. It's easier to define one's character in a suspended state. Routine and culture are too often confused. In the class I visited today, they were talking about character without context; how people separate themselves from a collective past to become individuals. I understand that. If we live too devoutly in tune with our history, we are simply living the past, reaffirming a point we already know

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