339/499 … on being from Here (10/20/08)
After stowing my things, this is the room where I chilled out that evening (to some really good chill-out music, I might add). At dinner, the other pilgrims and I were introducing ourselves and I was asked where I was from. I suddenly didn’t know how to answer the question — having come to feel so much like a world citizen that to identify myself with only one particular country almost seemed dishonest. Fortunately, a Hungarian pilgrim helped me out by smiling gently and saying, “Today, you live in Spain.”
“With the past, I have nothing to do;
nor with the future.
I live now.”
~R. W. Emerson
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