I found Our Own Voice today exploring links. Once again I'm startled to find something and somefolk who I didn't know existed, but write/discuss things I'm interested in. Too long I've been dry and lost that sometimes being splashed with the cool water of knowledge is something biting and surprising.
There is that word Diaspora... I was born in Seattle, yet at least part of me is diasporic, existing someplace else, displaced in time and space. The split seems unnatural because I am often viewed as very US, very nearly white, coconut in thinking. It would be romantic and verifying to be true diaspora, and I lean toward it as if it were sunlight. It could be my easily-swayed nature looking for attention again, though.