I Thought My Brother’s Wedding Invite Would Make Me Smile. The Envelope Did the Opposite.

passport actually in my bag?—mixed with a strange sense of freedom. For the next twenty-four hours, I would be unreachable, suspended between worlds, belonging nowhere and everywhere at once.

The journey to Thailand stretched endlessly: Boston to Tokyo to Bangkok, twenty hours of airplane seats and recycled air and bad movies I couldn’t focus on. Somewhere continue reading …