There are so many moments to write about, recorded but not yet laid out here. They will arrive, in time. Daylight arrives for me after many sleepless, jet-lagged hours listening to rain on trees outside of my Durham window. Now I prefer to speak of what I have learned.
Twenty-seven hours I traveled to get here from Beijing, and yet barely a day
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