Trip To Japan

I know I’ve been conspicuously absent, friends, but I’ve been busy wrapping my head around everything that has happened (and is continuing to happen) to me. Dreams are delicate things…like soap bubbles. You touch them and they disappear. I think I’ve found a way to hold this dream very gently, though, so I’m ready to share with you.
Me & Hachiko.  Birds pooped on both of us that day.

 

( Magical Mystery Tour... )