Time passes all too quickly
It’s impressive to think about the summers of the past years. Now that I have only a few days left I start to remember…
One year ago I was busy going to the Japanese embassy and worrying about the chances of getting a student visa or not.
Two years ago I was walking around Kyoto melting under the sun. And some days I sat behind him, riding his bike around.
Three years ago I broke my left ankle in the stairs of Harajuku Station. I never ever want to fracture again.
Four years ago I was in university, lived in Cholula, had a Mexican boyfriend. I didn’t know S at all and then…
Next summer where am (are) I (we) going to be?
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