Everyone knows how to take a bath, right? I thought I did, until I visited Japan for the first time. Japan has elevated bathing to an art form, complete with accoutrements like wooden buckets ... [+]
Observation: the freckles that map her body are as limitless as the stars in the night sky. Beautiful possibilities and encounters flood my mind as I wonder, “what makes her soul dance?” I romanticize a possible reality where her and I melt into each other’s existence. But alas, it is all in my head. And the pit of unfamiliarity is a loud reminder that her and I are in different worlds.