Somehow life allowed me to live in two places at the same time. There were times when the question of if there’s more Polish or American “mentality” up in that messed up head was brought up by other people. Quite honestly, it doesn’t even matter that much. Both identities kind of mush together, so it’s sometimes hard to tell what aspect of my behavior is influenced by which culture. Continue reading “Identity and American Polonia”
Obviously, humans are social creatures that attempt to fill an empty void that has been felt since those earliest memories. All of us crave acceptance, love, and community. We all conform to those ingrained desires. Continue reading ““Go your own way?””
No matter how much I tried to shut my eyes, I just couldn’t fall asleep thanks to those racing thoughts for what was to come. There was also no doubt that stress sweat eventually took over. Bleh. I was so tired. My body and mind would eventually rest, but not now because there were too many nerves involved. And, I actually pulled a rare all-nighter. That morning was the first time I attended community college. Continue reading “The Youthful Roars of Community College”
I once had the chance to attend this get-together of people in the age range of twenty-five to twenty-eight. One phrase kept on creeping in that evening. “We’re so old!”
Old? Excuse me. For me, being old meant being close to death as a result of the body slowly crumbling from the passage of time.
Continue reading “What’s the Point of Old Age?”
What would I do to be eighteen again? I belonged to a group that would inevitably fall apart by summer. They were high school exchange students.