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2020: looking back and leaping forward

It was raining hard in Nippombashi, Osaka and I was riding home on my $50 dollar, rickety bike. I'd just picked up some Japanese curry and a DVD (yes this was at the end of the era of DVD rentals) and I was ready to tuck into the evening. As had become the norm (and probably didn't please too many of my neighbours), I had taken up the habit of singing out loud on the way home. Especially when it was pouring, as the streets were relatively empty and I felt like I was in a cocoon of rain and song. And I felt something I don't take note of often enough, pure happiness. Every single last thing felt in alignment. I was full of hope and possibility and had no idea how things would end up, but felt sure that everything would be okay. It's a feeling I find myself chasing, but I know I can find these moments all around, all the time, if I just settle into living and noticing.


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