2023 was the year of gratitude.
2024…
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2023 was the year of gratitude.
2024…
I crossed an ocean with equal parts anticipation and tension, fearful of the unknowns to a point that most would consider irrational, as is common for “my kind”.
I’m alone beside others who are not.
Looking down at cities, towns, and farmlands, they’re fragmented like glass shards by roads, railways, and edges of fields.
I think I figured out another good thing I get from doing budō. Efforts to create and maintain group harmony is actually helping me learn how to socialize better, and helping me connect with people. I think I saw some fruits of those efforts today. It was a really good feeling. Rewarding. Maybe I helped someone. Not sure I can really say that for sure, but I hope I did. A small aside — I love how some of my classmates tend to speak in metaphors, even when they may not mean to. Having people around from different parts of the world with different first languages lends itself to that, and it’s another way for me to broaden my way of thinking. I love it.
Is it the powerful communication, or sensory input, or both?
A stream of thoughts while falling asleep one night.