There Are Many Things I Think About

I Have Two Homes, Like Someone Who Leaves Their Hometown And/or Parents And Then Establishes A Life Elsewhere. They Might Say That They're Going Home When They Return To See Old Friends Or Parents, But Then They Go Home As Well When They Go To Where They Live Now. Sarajevo Is Home, Chicago Is Home.

The Funny Thing Is That In Bosnia There Are No Words That Are Equivalent To Fiction And Nonfiction. From The Storytelling Point Of View, The Difference Is Artificial.

I'll Take Any Life In Which I Can Make Choices And Have Agency, And America Is Not A Bad Place For All That.

You Don't Want Your Neurosurgeon To Have Doubts About The Meaning Of It All While He Or She Is Operating On Your Brain.

There Are Many Things I Think About That Never Get To The Point Of Becoming Serious. In Other Words, I Try To Talk Myself Out Of Writing, Sometimes For Many Years, And When I Run Out Of Arguments, I Write.