I could not sleep Sunday night. Traveling makes me nervous; traveling to a foreign country where I do not speak the language doubly so. Traveling to a foreign country where I do not speak the language and stick out like a sore thumb renders me an incomprehensible nitwit jittering in a bed at the Inn.
It soothes me that I can blend into the background when required to in daily life. That I cannot do that anywhere that we shall go leaves me feeling exposed. That I know people will speak to me slowly and say things in Mandarin knowing that I shan’t understand them keeps me up at night. I wonder whether I shall sleep tonight.
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