Questioning

My head is splitting, and it’s not an ache. I’d love to reduce it to anxiety.

The questioning: we’re talking paths, perspectives, without the Universal GPS.

What I’ve begun to understand is that when I question something, I’m questioning a belief: sometimes the ethics, sometimes the usefulness of that belief. It’s hard for me, now, to think in terms of “correctness” or “rightness”: it’s a belief…

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Diversity in Moldova – More than Just Cream

I joked to my friend the other day that I wanted to write a blog post on diversity in Moldova. It would be two sentences long…

All jokes aside, diversity as I’m used to (was used to) thinking about it is not the same in this small Eastern European country. It’s not like walking through New York City or the streets of Paris, where you are confronted with the sights, smells, and sounds of individuals from radically different backgrounds.

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