Thank you for “sonder;” I previously only knew sonder as the sort of middle-ground hotel/airbnb company. Now that I know the meaning of the word, I was somewhat recently in a situation where I had weed in a city but the only safe place to smoke it was where I purchased it, so I went way beyond my normal intake and smoked a joint of high-grade stuff to myself. On the way back to my hotel, walking through a dense cloud of people, I expected to get the paranoia and want to retreat even faster but instead got the sonder epiphany and just stood still in the town square for I don’t know how long. If you had asked me about the concept of sonder the day before, I would have said that I agree with the idea, of course. Feeling it, though, is so different. I heard Bjork’s Anchor Song in my head and was stunned when she got to “this is where I’m staying/this is my home;” I hadn’t consciously selected it for that message but there it was. The city is still very high, so to speak, on my list of places to settle down but I realize that I’ll have to go back to separate my feelings for the city from the whole-joint-to-the-face.
What part of “America” don’t you get, tankie?