In Search of a Political Center

The American political conversation is increasingly driven by partisan anger and disgust over the perceived extremism and bad behavior of the ‘other side.’ Americans are trained to think about…

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Part 2

In my late teens, unfortunately, I no longer had the time or energy to write, or so I thought. Since Inesianion began I moved to Singapore to finish the last two years of high school then went back to Indonesia for six months before moving again to Melbourne for university. I am now, as expected, on an airplane. Doing something I had been putting off for years (must be something in the water). I just finished having a late lunch of fish and noodles, and I’m currently listening to Billie Eilish. From time to time I remembered what I liked to do in my early teens and wished I had wrote them down during this five year hiatus. In these five past years I am blessed to have the richest and most amazing experiences a teen can have and I wished I had kept a log of it. I so wanted to share stories of high school, university, and being an international student. That will be a story for another time. Now that I am awaiting the results of my final exams, I found myself for the first time in perhaps a decade, with nothing to do.

It was only recently that it struck me, I had actually kept a log of what happened. In my phone’s notes app and, for a brief period, in Google Docs. Sometimes, when I get a short burst of free time, I began writing on physical notebooks. But that burst passed and days turn to weeks. I wouldn’t pick them up again. I simply couldn’t write more. Weeks turn to months and I forgot about them. This went on for a while. Life gave me so much that I wanted to inscribe on rocks. But I was years behind and the task was too hard, or so I thought. This guilt was holding me back. It took me many more months, support from my incredible boyfriend…

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