I’m researching the Peace Corps, Argentina and how Tom’s shoes came to be for my high school reunion play. Sometimes when doing research, I feel a bit sad like I’ve missed out. Like I’ve spent so much time and energy studying writing, and writing, and absorbing everything I hear and overhear, that I haven’t done as much actual living as I should. A good writer is equal parts writing and living, I think, so have I maybe not done enough of the latter?

Okay fine. I will join the peace corps, right now.

Or maybe just buy some cordorouy Toms that I can’t afford.


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