I have lost 8 kg since arriving in Thailand. Clara and I hiked to Doi Suthep after work. I felt like skipping the whole way. As the sun set and the bugs and birds and creatures chorused jarring medleys around us, I became elated, almost requiring a harness to not run off into the forest leaving Clara alone. Doi Suthep glowed profoundly against the night. Thick billowing clouds reflecting city lights and shouting back with crashes and lightning. I could have stayed there all night, lighting pulsing with my blood. No red trucks at night meant we had to call Win for a lift back into the city. He left a romantic date at a rooftop restaurant and came to retrieve us. We stopped at a lookout halfway down the mountain and let the warm moist breeze of the imminent storm take our cares away.
Electricity circled the city in spastic waves and one by one the four of us commented on the feeling. “this is my first time watching lighting from a mountain” “Me too, its incredible” “Me too” When it was my turn, just silence. How many storms have I watched from the mountains? How many bolts have I dodged while running from mountain peaks? How many times have I stood above a city and shouted down to all the world that I don't have anything to worry about? Lightning is inside me and nothing makes me happier than to share it with my friends.
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