The Story

Nagoya Dreaming (Part 1)

It has been a minute! Work is always priority, and my energy fluctuates day by day. The air is chilly and dry, but I have still been able to enjoy some of Nagoya’s wonderful sites. For starters, there’s a brilliant Japanese garden no more than a 10 minute walk from where I live. Tokugawaen isContinue reading “Nagoya Dreaming (Part 1)”

As I Walk, I Wonder

            Late at night, when the sun has set in the west, and the shadows creep deeper into the alleys and corners, I grow restless. My apartment is far too small to contain the thoughts I have, and so I’ll go for a walk. Despite the late evening, it is not so late for aContinue reading “As I Walk, I Wonder”

Journey to Nagoya

I. Am. Out. Quarantine was over, and Japan is at my mercy. Traveling down to Nagoya would be a cinch as I would be taking the Shinkansen, the bullet train. The main goal was to not make a mistake while going through public life in Tokyo. Don’t lose your ticket. Stand on the correct sideContinue reading “Journey to Nagoya”

“Landed Amongst the Light”

A Poem by Ian Wright, 2020 *The following is creative expression. Please enjoy at your leisure. -IW* I sit atop a great canvas. Unbound by a far-reaching sight, I struggle to hold the thrill within. I want to leap out towards that furthering distance; That mountainous euphoria. I want to dance around a golden sunContinue reading ““Landed Amongst the Light””

In the Wake of Whitman

Let this post be an invitation into my mindset as this new place inspires me. Gearing up to travel here, I had one thought at the back of my mind: would I write? It’s been a long time since I have committed myself to writing. I have spent many hours and many summers wondering whenContinue reading “In the Wake of Whitman”

The View

Please excuse the lack of immediate updates. The mix of training and jet leg have been brutal! In the meantime, here is the view from my hotel room. Condensed. Claustrophobic. And yet oddly beautiful. When I’m not in my training meetings, I admire the subtle, almost natural flow of the streets. I’m not sure IContinue reading “The View”

Arrival

I have been tired before, exhausted even. But as I’m writing this out, I don’t think I’ll ever be this tired again. It’s been a long day, and in that time span, I have “lost” 14 hours. Maybe the math doesn’t add up, but I don’t mind. Ever since I got the call in earlyContinue reading “Arrival”

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