We took a summer break! This post is from July 24, 2025. I write this from by dorm, curtains closed and lights dim to simulate the night, because I’m about to go to bed. In an hour it will be noon, and I’m brushing my teeth and trying to get cozy, but really, I feel like absolute death. It’s been a long time since I’ve been truly sick, and I forgot just how much of a pain it truly is. I don’t want to be going to bed at 11am on a Friday afternoon, but here we are. Tomorrow, or I guess tonight, or whenever I end up rolling out of bed again, I’m going to try my hand at a Japanese clinic. I’m nervous, because despite being here for months, my Japanese hasn’t gotten all that much better. Well, I can say much more now, but I can’t listen. You’re supposed to listen twice as much as you talk, two ears and one mouth you know, but I might as well have no ears here. Well I do, but lately they’re always ringing and my head is always hurting and I think you get the point. I’m scared to go, but I will, because we’re going to Fuji.

4,700 feet, that’s the elevation you’ll gain when climbing Mount Fuji. That’s almost twice as tall as the tallest thing humans have ever built. It’s a long way up, and a long way down. This whole flu thing really throws a wrench into our plan, just five days away is when we leave. The tickets have been booked, the hotels are non-refundable, and I will be incredibly upset with myself if I don’t summit this mountain all becuase my lousy T Cells couldn’t keep up. Well I shouldn’t call them lousy, they are at least trying.

This is a short one, a little preamble to my ascent of Fuji, and how I’m scared how it will go, escpecially if my sleep schedule and physical well-being don’t both see some massive improvements. See you hopefully next week, where I can tell you all about it. Until next time.