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Mole rats and savages: a mixed metaphor
I’m in LA again. Something about coming here always makes me feel lonely and scared. Or maybe that’s just how I feel anytime I leave Washington. Even in Seattle, my home city, it takes a daily effort to fight off that sense of isolation, but take me out of that warm village and it becomes overwhelming. But I have to concede it’s a necessary stretching. Left in my natural habitat, I tend to sink deep inside my head, and if I stay in there long enough I forget how to communicate with the human natives. Suddenly they appear hostile. Suddenly everyone seems to be waving spears when they’re just trying to wave hello.
I guess that’s why travel—of any distance or duration—is healthy. It keeps you from becoming overly specialized to one environment. Keeps you from adapting away your eyes and fur and evolving into a blind naked creature who can never leave its cave.
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amoraliste said:
Very well put, sir
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