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San Francisco
South Korea
India
Buenos Aires
Prague/Berlin
New York
Tokyo
London
suspended
Heathrow to SFO
We flew at 3pm and will land at 6pm. I imagined 10 hours of daylight, but it’s actually 10 hours of chasing day and never quite reaching it, finding purgatory in a sunset that bridges the Pacific.
I spent most of the flight thinking about which songs you associate with each city you love.
There are shades of red in the sky. We switch masks and listen to music in our own little worlds. This plane is hurling towards San Francisco, the city that embodied freedom and discovery three years ago, on lockdown now. Yet I will fall in love, all over again, with different eyes this time. We are almost there.
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