Departure.



Going to the East to meet with those who share my blood. Yes, I’m leaving.

But not.

Since it’s another capitalist country with a bunch of rich folks, it’s like where I live now except they speak another language.

The last time I was there 4 years ago was for the same reason why I’m going there tomorrow morning. To see the lost and the (or those) new. Going back to the roots, which I am still unfamiliar.

Then heading north for a social call to those who fall out of the lineage but had crossed me in my current-past life. That will be new.

Perhaps I should pack now. Didn’t get the omiyages…







  • good luck mamiko!

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