I didn’t really mean to get back into thinking about Jatila Sayadaw. It just... happened. I was messing around in the corner of my room this afternoon—you know that kind of cleaning where you just shuffle piles from one side to the other without actually finishing anything? I found this scrap of paper. It had a few Burmese words on it, written
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I didn’t really mean to get back into thinking about Jatila Sayadaw. It just... happened. I was messing around in the corner of my room this afternoon—you know that kind of cleaning where you just shuffle piles from one side to the other without actually finishing anything? I found this scrap of paper. It had a few Burmese words on it, written
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I didn’t really mean to get back into thinking about Jatila Sayadaw. It just... happened. I was messing around in the corner of my room this afternoon—you know that kind of cleaning where you just shuffle piles from one side to the other without actually finishing anything? I found this scrap of paper. It had a few Burmese words on it, written