ever since i was little i've been obsessed with scandinavia and going back where i seemed to belong, but after i went abroad i was able to realize just how american i am and just how much i love it, and how much i love the midwest. i dunno. this is just so corny and i must be insane to write it, but it's true. i guess i inherited my dad's love of american history - he used to tell us stories about the constitution and founding fathers when we were younger and all that, and he's got pretty much every major volume of american history and biography, and i started borrowing them lately - right now i'm on "undaunted courage: thomas jefferson, meriwether lewis and the opening of the american west." and i'm just in awe of it all, i guess is all i wanted to say! i need to calm down or something
