On the celebration of my country’s independence from Britain (I don’t say “birthday,” there were people here before us), I always find myself frustrated, and sometimes torn. Torn between being sourpuss and sitting at home, refusing to celebrate a day that I find disingenuous, and going out with my friends, many of whom feel similarly […]
I would be remiss not to post about the experience of winning the BOBs. Talk Morocco, from its inception last summer, has been an incredible experience, and has grown beyond what Hisham and I originally envisioned; I am so proud of this little project, and of its amazing contributors. We were notified of winning in […]
I stumble onto the escalator heading toward the train tracks. I feel ill; perhaps it’s from not eating, and then eating too much, but in any case, I feel as though I’m about to faint. I shouldn’t even be here right now,* I think to myself as I collapse onto a bench, grateful for the […]