You feel changed this year July. You feel softer, kinder and peaceful, as though your storms have cleared and have instead packed cotton-candy clouds shaped like animals with you in your suitcase. There has been a renewed fondness towards reading, writing, and embarking on adventures which have revolved around finding quiet sanctuary amongst the roar of urban Melbourne.

Such calls have comforted and assured me in being more open and vulnerable about my state of mind. I know that I am not somebody who hides away their thoughts and feelings, but when down I have been someone who hides in a rabbit-hole until I feel somewhat normal again. I suppose that in itself is a reason why I am writing to you July, because you pulled me out unexpectedly. And yet, my friends have embraced and appreciated that side of me so far July and I could never be thankful enough because such a feeling is ever so profoundly heart-warming.

You have already brought me so much joy and somehow, in less than 24 hours I will be in Tokyo with my brother: someone who I have been unable to spend quality time with in recent years due to distance but someone who I have many fond memories of throughout my life. You have really spoilt me this time around. I hope you don’t mind this letter and enjoy our correspondence, as there are more to come. Thank you for throwing me into the wild July and calling me to embrace your unknown.

I am excited for new adventures in a city I have never visited, in a language I don’t speak, with people whom I have never met.

Love,
Tom