Mare Pacificum
Encompassing almost a third of the planet’s surface, the Pacific continues to play an equally significant role in my imagination.
I remember walking down Bancroft Way in Berkeley on a summer’s day, still high noon with the giddying sensation of convergence as I inhaled the ethereal substance that for so long had been the fuel of my escapism. Between the trees I could see the ocean and I knew this would someday come back.
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Tonight it was Malmö, Debaser at Folkets Park with a Morrissey cover concert, reconnecting me with memories of driving along those other far shores of the Pacific in N.Z. listening to the same music and thinking that somehow I can now mark the boundaries.
I remember walking down Bancroft Way in Berkeley on a summer’s day, still high noon with the giddying sensation of convergence as I inhaled the ethereal substance that for so long had been the fuel of my escapism. Between the trees I could see the ocean and I knew this would someday come back.
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Tonight it was Malmö, Debaser at Folkets Park with a Morrissey cover concert, reconnecting me with memories of driving along those other far shores of the Pacific in N.Z. listening to the same music and thinking that somehow I can now mark the boundaries.
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