Yesterday I moved into my new room and now I feel a bit more settled into Vancouver life. I actually slept through the night, nine sweet hours and no scary dreams. My body is also thanking me for bringing it back to a dryer climate. My hair and skin feel softer, not clammy and greasy.

Remembering the little things like cheap apples, good coffee, and a forest to jog through help me better accept and be happy with my return to Canada.

But there are still memories. How long will they last? In what way will I stay connected? The above picture is of the window in my new room. You can’t see but the walls are blue. I love it. The glass vase and the paper crab are both from girls trips I took (Hakone and Shibu onsen). I put them there for now - want to remember to, in a few weeks, write a letter to the girls I worked with.