Note: This post was written over the course of a month after coming back from Japan, and my musings are reflective of my feelings at the time of writing them. I’ve neglected the editing for this post for way too long, but I’ve tried not to change its contents for fear of losing the cathartic stream of consciousness I originally wrote it with.

Bittersweet Melon Bombs.
I’m racing against a ticking time bomb.
Just three days ago, I was in the one place where I felt at home despite feeling completely alienated. Oh, Japan. My emotions ran wild over the three week journey, so I swore I’d preserve those memories in a nice little blog post the moment it was all over.
The problem was that I couldn’t do it. Not right away at least. Continue reading