How much bigger did the world grow in that one year? How much uglier, how much more beautiful, how much stranger? — by CARMEN COX
I have been worrying of how wrong my idea of Serbia may be when I leave here. I want it to be correct somehow, reflecting the time and effort I took to ask and listen and think, to imply that I have not judged or assumed but rather shown full respect and consideration of this part of the world I visited. — by CARMEN COXRead more "My Aversion to Salad"
Perhaps it may strike one as a bit odd that someone who clearly doesn’t have the social skills beyond that of a doorknob would decide to spend her summer learning about, working with and helping out other human beings. — by CARMEN COXRead more "A Cynical Introduction and a Rambling of Thoughts"