Category: identity

• H. B-day, Yo!

  Feb 1

  I feel compelled to speak. To write. Something brilliant and profound should come out any moment now. But it does not come. Today I turn 39—an age that doesn’t sound… more ›

• Post-Carrots, Post-Sticks

  Aug 5

  At least I’d like to think I’ve somehow managed to move beyond both carrots and sticks, but when the sky overhead is darkening and I’m feeling what I’m feeling (in… more ›

• If my father were to die today

  Apr 10

  If my father were to die today, I would not want to make amends. Nor would I ask for forgiveness (having done nothing wrong save attempting to save myself from… more ›

• Aug 7

  The party came and went, and I was left wondering why I’ve allowed myself to remain somewhat isolated in this city for so long. Lately it seems that euro-Frankie—-my outgoing… more ›

• May 17

  The past week in Gothenburg has been so tranquil, I already dread the flight back to Warsaw tomorrow morning. I’ve found it difficult to fall asleep at night just because… more ›

• Happiness

  Apr 12

  If you read these pages and think “Oh, what a poor, sad boy!” then you’ve missed the point.  I am happy in a very real and deep way.  For those… more ›

• Sep 22

  “I’m free–free falling.” Despite the relative stability of my life now–a definite work schedule, a definite class schedule, the fact that this schedule will remain the same until the beginning… more ›

• Aug 15

  “Damaged people are dangerous: they know they will survive.” I’m still lost in the dance of the lost man. Everyday my bitterness eats away at my insides, making me more… more ›

• Jun 2

  Last night I was overwhelmed by the sheer randomness of life. What are the chances that one of my ancestors would leave his home to move to America? Not knowing… more ›

• Sep 28

  I read a really interesting and meaningful book recently: Mark Fritz’s Lost on Earth: Nomads of the New World. Even though the majority of the people in the text were… more ›