Day 350

It’s not that all of my life will be totally weird and jarring when I go back to Boston, it’s just going to be weird when I can’t wake up at 10am on a Friday and spend my afternoon wandering through a craft market at a Buddhist temple, smelling coffee in the air + hearing bells ringing + monks chanting. That’s all.

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