RoofGazers

My stomach hurts.

Is it the spicy local food in this city?

Is it the complexity of my relationships with people?

Is it the disappointment of a journal rejection?

Is it the uncertainty in my supervisor’s silence?

Is it the weight of a family trip I chose to take responsibility for—plus an uninvited extra?

Is it the clarity of not quite belonging in my home country?

Is it the uncertainty of building a home in a foreign one?

Is it the awareness of leaving one game, only to step into another?

She just replied.