this particular story took place in bali in early april, 2023.
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over the course of 72 hours, the invisible string of the universe brought me from mourning my uncle in a rice field to sitting in kirtan crying to connecting to a complete stranger to having one of those friendships and interactions that remind us that traveling opens the portals, we just need to step through them.
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shiv showed up exactly when i needed him, as the humans who appear for a reason always do.
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this is the story of those few days, and how our time together bridged gaps far beyond the space we both seemed to occupy.
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