From memories in Roma, sitting next to Fiume Tevere
kaleidoscope of memories twirl in your presence
the underlying strength of your current takes over my thoughts
morning alarm clocks, abrupt awakenings, running to catch the bus, chest rising up and down. It’s only 6:30 am, but I can feel the jitters of the caffeine I’m about to have, walking smiles, shadows shifting as the sun sets down Santa Clara Street, dancing to cumbia salsa merengue on weekends out with Maria, Pablo Alboran on replay, 11pm runs to Yogurtland with Kelly, Philz sessions with Quynh, trip to Oakland to talk to Claire, folklorico and modern dance practice, more caffeine
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