I’ve been trying to visit my friend Terry, who moved to the other side of the world in 2019 since 2020. As you can guess, 2020 ended up being a non travel year due Covid, and especially to China, where he was located at the time.
Fast forward to the fall of 2023, and we talked and decided to meet up in Tokyo in the summer of 2024 to hang out and celebrate both of us turning 50 that year. Mid May, my body decided it wanted to fuck with those plans and give me a post birthday pulmonary embolism. That didn’t necessarily halt my travel plans until it was discovered the embolism had given me a spontaneous pneumothorax, aka collapsed lung to boot. Henceforth, definitely canceling those travel plans.
So now, it is less than two weeks away from my new travel plans to meet Terry in Tokyo and run amuck around Japan. I’m starting to get excited, but I’m still apprehensive and wondering what is going to happen now to fuck up these plans.
If only Duolingo had actually taught me anything. I’ve been using the app for a year now, but it doesn’t seem to have ingrained a lot in me. I do admit I slowed a little after the lung thing since it dampened my mood about the trip. Oh well, I’m sure I’ll understand just enough to sound like an idiot.
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