(Alert: Mandatory self-reflective blogpost ahead)
I'm past the midpoint of my Black History Month posts. I've been pretty successful at posting every day as I had planned. (Hint: Saving multiple posts as drafts is your friend.)
But an interesting thing has happened--something I did not foresee. I initially said I wanted to post on BHM events, people, etc that have personal meaning to me. Well, I had no idea that the personal would be so intersected with the geographical. Almost every post has been intimately tied to a place I have lived--and by extension, to a me I have been when I have lived in that place.
Fascinating. Especially as I am writing these blog posts as a current citizen of a nowhere/everywhere place that has been dubbed "the blogosphere."
A fellow UThink blogger has an excellent blog exploring such issues of identity and place. The blog works at "(de)mythologozing the fetish of place wherein our unlikely hero composes a series of empirical geo-anthrospatial dispatches, aimed at establishing just where he is, and perhaps even why it matters." Next time you're travelling in the blogosphere, check it out.