It was a fun week-long event, and I wished to do it all over again, but it was time for some sleep.
I closed my eyes and met a stranger; warm, kind, generous.
"I'm Chosa," said the friend, no longer a stranger.
"I'm Lonli," I replied, mirroring the kinship.
We danced, sang, shared exotic delicacies; we laughed and cried.
We hugged, Chosa promising we'd see each other again soon.
"Wake up Lonli, or you'll be late for the event..."