Today I found water. Lake Biwa outside of Kyoto. After 7 weeks on dry land I found my way to a blue paddleboard and made my way out to the middle of the lake, surrounded by tree covered mountains. I was free once again for a small window.
Feeling like a native Austinite for just a moment in the middle of Japan. I found my place of peace again. My sanctua…
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