Norfolk — I don’t know if the name on her tag is her last or first. She’s a little shorter than me, with blue horn-rimmed glasses and dangling earrings and rust-colored hair shorn against her head. The securit...
Chigasaki — Somehow or other (dream logic — it doesn’t translate to the real world) I had ended up as an 8th member of AAA. I was good. The singing, the dancing, I was good. I was part of the group and it was am...
New york — It’s that moment when you realize that something has so consistently provided you great things, that it can forever do no wrong. It has become an oddly dependable partner in a predictably unstable wor...
Tamano — 5.45 AM. The alarm sounds. We had previously decamped from Tokyo — via Kyoto — in readiness to make the trip. No coffee options this time of the morning in Osaka. Shinsaibashi subway was to be the st...
Disappointed by the lack of good bagels here, I made my own.
I dreamt I was a dancer and it was the happiest I've ever been.
Puzzled by the outcomes of dinner and the prospects of dessert.
She looks to the side as she beckons me forward, softening the authority of the gesture with impersonal deference.
"Naoshima? Sorry it's closed..."