i talk about how fed up i am with the omnipresence of american culture a lot and that might be annoying, but i need people to understand that it’s so so so tiring. i grew up in a country an ocean away from the US, but i live my life constantly bombarded by american news, media, and lifestyle norms to the point where i know more about the american political system than my own. my news runs american interest stories, i can name all the states, i know more about american history than the history of new zealand. i can easily hold conversations with my american friend about his college and us politics but he can’t do the same for me.
There’s a million things happening around the world that matter, but it feels like they take a back seat unless the US is involved, and that’s annoying. And maybe that sounds immature? But living a life so permeated by a culture and lifestyle that aren’t mine, but are presented like they’re the most important thing in the world, is incredibly frustrating.
Tonight is about being someone different. Experiencing
the world differently, with someone he’s never met. It’s about igniting a
fire in his belly again, proving that he can be fun and spontaneous.
It’s to prove to himself that his troubled marriage isn’t the only thing
that can take up his consciousness.
Surprise, I suppose! This was my entry in the spring zarry fic exchange. Apparently I can’t hide myself at all and so many of you guessed it was me. But hey, I tried! Thanks to alnima and the moderator of the exchange. And I hope you enjoy it :)