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“To be known so well by someone is an unimaginable gift. But to be imagined so well by someone is even better.”
The fan whirs silently overhead. I feel the brush of wind on my body, and through this, I come to understand where I am.
Barcelona.
A small room with green and white wallpaper. Wooden shelves. A rectangular desk with four drawers. My shoes are stacked in the metal closet. It brings my mind peace when my body creates order.
Dissonance.
I am accustomed to a specific outline. It took me ten days to land, and I could not bring myself to record my musings. I need something solid to hold me in place as I absorb the culture and community. What I feel becomes too real once I place it on a page to observe. The thing isn't actualized until it is witnessed.
Avoidance.
Movement is my medicine. I keep losing the tether to my reason. I can’t understand full sentences. I am grateful and befuddled all of the time. My body brings me closer to the wisdom I've gathered through experience. I cannot trust the goings-on of my mind.
Nostalgia.
I miss my friends and yet understand that I am no longer who I was in that place of courtship. Thirty days. I’ve veered too far to one side. Thirty days to create a new rhythm and come back to the habit that defines who I am.
Write
If it takes a month with optimal conditions to come back to the neutral line, what will it take for a collective under pressure to perform? The Earth constantly moves though we say it's the sun rising and setting. It’s incorrect to say the sun rises and falls. It doesn’t move.
We do.
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