Imabari, Japan.
August 2023
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The dripping droplets down my back 
have been washed away by warm wind hitting my spine. 
My legs burn as I cycle up this hill but my mind races faster than it ever has.

I am now hit by the sudden realization that my body has been on the other side of the world,
While my mind was still stuck in Europe.

Have I really been here a week already?
Why hasn’t it hit me yet?
Well, now it has, Iguess. I am here. 

I am rolling down this hill, I am rolling on this bridge, I am not falling off of my bike.

Warm wind turns into warm rain, but oh how so wonderful. 

I am in awe by my luck, my privilege,
my life.