Check out this engaging post by my old friend Van Truong at Oh! Industry.
Mainly, I’ve been thinking about California and Iceland, the neighboring countries of my imagination. California I’ve known. It’s where I cut my chops all up and down that coast where north and south could very well be the “Two States” that Pavement once called for (maybe even four or five, by east coast proportions). It’s the place I was eager to leave, but still urgently miss, for all of the tangled histories that hometowns always hold for us. Especially, for those of us who have had to perpetually travel further and longer, and in more abstract ways, to arrive anywhere close to “home.”