When I left for my holiday in Japan, I felt like something was ending and something was starting at the exact same time. Ever since I got on that first plane leaving Christchurch, I felt a storm brewing in my brain. Japan was the final calm before it really got started (though I definitely felt the beginnings of stuff being brought up to the surface) and since returning to New Zealand last week, I’ve felt like my brain has been in a million different places.
Read MoreIt started as a tiny buzzing in the center of my chest. A vibration that grew and spread until I felt it in my bones and throughout my entire body. It’s stayed with me constantly since I’ve arrived.
I notice it at odd times. When a gust of wind blows my hair into my face; when I’m walking home alone after work and the streets are dark and silent; when I hear the sound of rain pounding down on the roof.
I’m actually here, aren’t I?
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