Sad doggy in Shibuya
Sad doggy in Shibuya, with toilet paper shreds. Okay, okay, they're felt strips. Still though...

I’ve found that I’m really good at convincing other people, when I’ve actually fooled myself first.

And in the same way that you can magically ignore text messages when you know who they’re from and don’t care, you can amazingly ignore (and hence convince yourself) of surprisingly interesting things.

Say, hypothetically, one is leaving a comfortable (mosquito free!) apartment with an awesome view in a delicious (in many ways) city.

Say, in as soon as…hm…let’s just pick…eleven…weeks.

In such a case, it makes sense to, for the sake of sanity and general happiness, change the brain’s course from the pattern of “but I haven’t..” and “there’s still….!”or “but the __ is SO GOOD” and .. right.

It becomes useful to observe that…

And on the flip(state)side um…

Righto.  Tally ho, and all that.  Looks like I’ll be seeing most of ya’ll sooner rather than later.

Hypothetically, that is.  Haven’t quite bought my ticket yet. ;) 11 weeks is a long time!

I’ll need it.  Lots of stuff to do.

Stuff like…trying miso ice cream.

Miso soft cream
Miso soft cream from Tokyu Food Show

(FYI: It tastes like rich, buttery caramel.  Totally gonna try to make it myself someday.)

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