Checked out of the hotel with plenty of time to go. Arrived at the station early. Bought snacks. Then decided rather than eating the snacks I should head to a restaurant for lunch. After all I hadn’t really had breakfast. I was winded just walking up to the 2nd floor to see the restaurants. Then decided none of these restaurants were right for me. On the other side were more restaurants…soo much for that trek…. I had to take a break in between just to catch my breath…then off to get to the other side of the 2nd floor. Seriously who decided too not connect the second floors??!,? Luckily there was an escalator. I had some delicious and Spicy veggie dish… no idea what it was…I just told the lady whatever is vegetarian is fine. It was some starchy vegetable…potato like. I was hoping bamboo shoots but it wasn’t. While scarfing down the delish food as if it was my last meal, I started to get concerned about boarding time…and also needing the restroom afterwards. My stomach was on fire…my mind was on fire. Making my way to the train as fast as I can, I effing made it! What do I hear upon entering…a familiar sound…the Japanese words flowing in my ears like soft pillows comforting me. What else do I hear but the sweet sounds of my mother tongue. Finally I didn’t feel like the odd alien minority that was frowned down upon who couldn’t speak what she should be able to speak. This little Tibetan lady sat on my bed as I pursued for my bunk number. She pointed that she was on the top bunk. I started to set my things down feeling bad somewhat for making her move and I gestured her to sit. She didn’t seem to speak mandarin. She was very interesting to me. Quiet and kind mannered, not loud or obnoxious like the other Chinese peeps. My shoulder aching and the adrenaline running…my tummy shouting WHYYY to the questionable spicy food. Without as much of a single announcement or bell or sound or anything, the train started at a slow smooth pace…gliding smoothly like a fresh new pair of ice skates. The scenery, magnificent. My nerves immediately calmed even with the ache from my shoulders, I felt immensely peaceful and happy, just looking at the scenery, feeling the train slowly take me to a place of less chaos. Spiritual serenity. Unquestionable. It is nice to finally not feel on edge. Like everything was going to be ok. Of course, they were always going to be. I never questioned it. But in the moments of weakness, I just felt like the lows would never end. Flux is real. I am embracing.