/lit/ - Literature

>finally go to japan
>now what
>feels like a dream
>ill be waking up soon

>left airport on foot
>walk into some neighborhood
>sit down
>ill be waking up soon

>night arrives
>still waiting
>bagel, smoke, fall asleep as sun starts to rise
>i wake up

>it's_real.jpg
>what do i do?
>i planned for this, specifically for this
>do nothing

>old lady walking her poodle passes by with confusion as she looks my way
>children heading off to school soon follow in her wake
>they stick to the opposite side of the road
>my side is the one with the sidewalk

>i'm clearly out of place here
>foreigner, that will never change
>is this wary treatment any better than the ignored phase of my previous life?
>i think so

Fuck, I was going to start from the beginning, but I'm sleepy. I live in Japan with my patrician step-sister who grows and sells gourmet snails. Every day is the lazy literary lifestyle.

Edna St. Vincent Millay.