Working on it. A few everyday seems to be my limit though.

Back from Tokyo

January thus far;
NYE.

SC's 21st.

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Tokyo had many moments worth remembering. Strangely, it was those hours I spent alone that meant most to me. I took such thrill in pretending that I was a fellow Tokyoite, being able to take the trains without the aid of a map and walking around like I had places to go to. 10 days was just about long enough though. I missed home, the 29 degrees weather (as opposed to 0 degrees) and being rude again. At the Indian restaurant just now, I nodded my head politely and said 'hai, thank you' as if I was still in Tokyo.

My 2010.

'I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig-tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked...I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig-tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing them meant losing all the rest, and as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, one by one, they plopped to the gound at my feet.'

-The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath

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It's about damn time 2011 came.