May 12
The American dream.
So I just went to see Iron Man II, and I walked out a little sad. It was the first time I truly missed America. Of course, I have missed friends, family, petting my dog on the couch (sorry, Suse it happens), BBQ and of course Reeces peanut butter cups, but I didn’t really miss America as a whole. I missed aspects of things I loved but not really the American culture as I am not exposed to it. I sometimes watch tv on my computer, but it is not often. As I sat there with friends completely enthrawled in each explosion. It lit up the giant screen and cheesy one liners came more often than I blinked. I could not help but think, I’m proud to be American. A country where you can make a meal with powdered cheese and noodles and it be staple of your diet. Where peanut butter is affordable and in large containers. Where pyrotechnics outnumber nude women in the media, and where it is still considered lame to have a man purse or a mullet. Ah, now, that is my American dream.
Off to Rotterdam in the morning.
Love you all
Seize the day.
Nathan
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