The blues I'm referring to are not at all related to my country of origin. No, I am actually talking about something more current. My host home, the only place in this entire country that I have taken a shower, is a full thirty minutes out of Bonn.
Maybe Olaf and J.Wass knew that I had experience with such mini-commutes, as I traveled similar distances throughout my primary and secondary schooling, and, thus, would be more equipped to handle the inconveniences associated with taking the early bus and while others were rolling out of bed.
Alas, the scars of such distances run deep. Many hours have been spent in transit. Many moments have I missed because I could not have arrived any sooner.
For me to enjoy this trip, however, I will have to look past the distances that have plagued my still-short life, and appreciate each moment that I am not, at the time, in transit.
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