As I head down the red dirt path, the lush green of monsoon season encroaching upon the space, serenaded by the cries of peacocks, a waft of incense from an early morning trip to a shrine reminds me that not everything is bad about jet lag. An early escape from my apartment allows me to seep back into the rhythm of my corner of Delhi while it is still waking up and the pace is slower. As my feet pound the ground I find myself letting go, reaching for a type of physical and mental renewal. Preparing myself for the new start that Monday will bring. Yes, I guess I can say that I'm ready for the start of a new school year, my fourth here in Delhi.
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