Explosive Joy

To get to know each other on the second day of class, we shared photo stories. Here’s mine:

They called the contagious charge that permeated each part of my body before appearing as a wide-mouthed grin on my face “explosive joy.” In August 2010, I spent two months writing, volunteering, and traveling in India and Nepal with twelve other vagabonds. Here, riding on the trunk of an elephant, I am at Chitwan National Park in Nepal, where I traversed the forest by elephant, canoed to the animal sanctuary, slept in a bungalow, and visited the local villages, where a young girl put an “E” in henna on my hand—“e” for Emily, and, you could say, “explosive joy.”

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