it’s nearly two years to the day since I left home for the adventure. those stories and characters frequent my dreams still, and skate the surface of my mind and screen often. Nash called from Brooklyn the other day after having been on his first run in his new neighbourhood. Fieke’s sending me photos from her adventures through Northern Italy. Simon re downloaded WhatsApp, and I’ve just heard from him for the first time in over a year. ‘saudade’ - the narrative compilation of my memories and dreams from that time - is being read by some of the people I trust. it doesn’t feel like two years, though in leaving again, it also feels as though it all might have happened in another reality or life altogether.
I’m left daunted by the pages before me. aware of how lucky I am and have been to have had the precious experiences and opportunities that continue to come my way, I try to face tomorrow with courage. I don’t know what the next chapter is going to bring, though I hope I’m writing the first stanza well. <<
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