Life back in Boston.
Smooth sailing back to my dorm
only to be greeted by two curious heads
lifted slightly off the bed
and a pile of scattered laundry blocking my mattress
Going out for froyo in -10 degree weather
becoming certified penguins
Sleeping till noon
even though jet lag has long become an invalid excuse
Free food scouting begins
until you trek to H Mart
where you obtain all the fruit you can carry
and then return to watch Martin Yan relax a chicken
(a secret which he learned from his elderly men)
Frozen rivers,
warm uber drivers,
dim sum runs,
and dance moves with names like
the firebird
Coding for the first time, and realizing
to your mom's delight, that it is a lot of fun.
Reading about common women,
being ridonkulous,
and cooking frittatas in ovens and microwaves.
Black ninja, white ninja,
Heading to an awkward women frat
and running back through the city lights.
The cold is not too bad-
Connections are slowly, slowly building.
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