
O.W. Root
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1 week ago |
theblaze.com | O.W. Root
I’ve been in Italy for the past 10 days, and I’m bored. Yes, I’m bored, but not in the way you may think, and not for the reasons you may suspect. I haven’t been bored my entire time here. My tolerance for input has increased since becoming a father, and now anything less than chaos is kind of a boring breeze. The first week was packed to the gills.
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1 week ago |
enjoyer.com | O.W. Root
Alpena — Looking at a photo of a low sun hovering over blue water, it’s not possible to tell the time. Was the sun rising or setting? The photo can’t tell the story. Frozen in time with the snap of the lens, sunrise and sunset are identical. Light grows in the morning just as it fades in the evening, played backward. And though they are mirror images, the difference between them is the difference between a swelling wave and a calming sea. Ascent and descent. Birth and death. We don’t watch the sunrise.
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2 weeks ago |
theblaze.com | O.W. Root
If you spend any amount of time on X (formally known as Twitter), it’s hard not to notice the incredible amount of daily anxiety people experience. It’s all over. There’s political anxiety, height anxiety, weight anxiety, relationship anxiety manifesting in an accelerating gender war, and, of course, class anxiety. And my God, the class anxiety is so painful, so fraught, and so vapid. Really, it’s so absurd you have to laugh.
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2 weeks ago |
enjoyer.com | O.W. Root
Pellston — Flying isn’t really very pleasant these days. Well, it’s not exactly the flying that’s so bad; it’s the airport. The lines, the security, the parking, the pointless frenzy and chaos, the sense that you aren’t really a living and breathing human with a name and face, but rather a random number being shuffled through the body-scan machine. Our terrible flying situation isn’t inherent or predestined. You can start your journey in peace and luxury, instead of misery and insanity.
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3 weeks ago |
enjoyer.com | O.W. Root
Cross Village — If you drive to the end of M-119 and stop, you’ll find yourself in Cross Village, population 79. Past Harbor Springs, through the tunnel of trees, beyond Good Hart, this little collection of houses, streets, and stop signs is the last ember of human civilization until you reach Mackinaw City. Past the old Holy Cross Catholic Church on the north side of town is wilderness. Sturgeon Bay Beach, Wilderness State Park, O’Neal Lake, and not much of anything else.
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