Solitary Vacation: What I've Learned About Myself (Or the Virtues of Self-hatred)
My behavior while alone is beyond concerning. I have discovered that, when not pressured by some authority figure, I have a tendency to dwell in a state of almost unacceptable laziness.
America has always sold itself like a potluck dinner—“Bring your culture! Bring your grandma’s recipes! Bring the funky spices we can pretend we invented!”