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Kids
It seems ridiculous to be having a crisis over this, given that my sister's hand drew on the entire living room when we were kids, but right now, that's somehow more appealing than this sticky note in front of me.
School
My palms are stuck together in a sweaty handshake with itself. It's 7:50, exactly three minutes before my morning lecture on advanced chaos theory.
Awkward
My palms sweat when remembering that one time I tried to give a plant to my professor during office hours. I'd spent the previous evening hand-picking the perfect succulent from a store down the street, carefully re-potting it with a matching ceramic bowl.
Travel
I woke up in a small hostel room in Tokyo, my mind foggy from last night's Karaoke adventure. Today was my last day in Japan – a country that had bewitched me with its vibrant colors, eclectic food, and enigmatic people.
Misunderstandings
I stepped out into the pouring rain, coffee-less and already in a bad mood. I had just spilled coffee grounds all over my shirt, and now my favorite pair of shoes were soaked.
Travel
I stepped off the train in Tokyo, the neon signs a shock to my system. I'd traded the familiarity of home for an adventure, and I wasn't sure if I'd made a mistake.