I miss sometimes the buzz of America. A sense that anything can change at the drop of a hat. In a way, it's an exhausting thing to live with.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
America brought us the baseball cap; it's one of my favorite hats.
I was getting frustrated with America. It's interesting how as simple a thing as, like, letting your hair grow longer changed in the world in those days.
It is one of the glories of America that we move to higher levels of awareness.
Nostalgia is eternal for Americans. We are often displaced from our origins and carry anxious memories of that lost past. We fear losing our bearings.
The thing you notice here after America is how refreshingly ordinary people look because they haven't had their chin wrapped around the back of their ears.
An economically confident America has - since becoming a world power at the start of the 20th century - tended toward global engagement. It is during times of economic stress (1930s, 1970s) that America has become more withdrawn.
But from what I can see all around me today, that America is fading fast, if it's not already gone.
For many of us who were born and raised in this country, including me, it's sometimes easy to forget how special America really is.
Sometimes, America, when something's too bad, we don't want to look at it. We want to turn our head.
People ask if I miss it, but they don't understand that American culture is so ubiquitous that there's nothing to miss. I don't see myself moving back. It's not that I hate the United States. I just always thought it would be a shame not to live in a foreign country.