Living for fifty-three years has been incredibly hard. In a lot of ways I never had a life, since my formative experiences robbed me of the ability to have relationships. Last night I had a dream in which God gave me a photo album of the life I should’ve had. I saw photos of myself…
I met the real Jason Bourne
January 21, 2014
On May 3, 1986, I met the real Jason Bourne. It was on a ferry between Korea and Japan. I’d gone to Korea to extend my tourist visa so I could work another three months before having to find a work sponsor. Korea was a nightmare of inexplicable, shudder-inducing strangeness. It was the only nation…