OIctober 18, 1998. Sanctions meant Iraqis couldn't fly out so I left the way everyone did, by bus, crawling across the desert toward Jordan because it was the one place that let Iraqis in without a visa. escaped Iraq looking for peace, then I got my first US job in the WTC
the laundry basket is somehow both a storage unit and a public accusation, quietly holding one clean towel hostage until the entire room becomes a legal argument.
FOR THE DAYS YOU DON’T FEEL MOTIVATED… Today’s walk reminded me that motivation is lovely when it arrives. The thing is sometimes we have to move first. Sometimes the walk creates the mood. The fresh air creates the shift. The small action creates the hope.