Here is a sentence I almost wrote before, but never got around to it.

I was once again recalling my first trip to Unzen.

I remember when I took the trail before sunset.

I came to an observatory from which I could see the old town and the Unzen Hell.

I was walking and shuttering, walking and shuttering.

I thought. My life is here.

Reference

Japanese https://note.com/yasuharunagura/n/n1e45b6234306