#50 On being a messy traveler

and self-improvement as "a subtle form of aggression against who we really are"

Greetings from Hove, England, a place I didn’t know existed until a few days ago and where I’m a week into a three-week long trip, currently staying with a friend who reminded me yesterday that next week marks ten years since I quit drinking. On April 14th my sobriety will become a fifth-grader, and by some kind of miracle I will be in my favorite place…