Crazed

Good head

Actual tag found on every hat bought from a groovy little hat store off Omote-sando (big shopping street) in Tokyo. Reason #1,989 why Japan is cool.

Words will return here soon. I apologize for my absenteeism — the last three weeks in Tokyo were filled with suck-ass stress, plenty of second-guessing, sorry attempts at soul-searching and even a few chest pains. Big-ass decisions either inspire me or force me into a fetal position on the floor. I’ll elaborate after I tie up some loose ends.

I flew back a little early (Monday), and have been sleeping the jet lag off or shopping for comfortable shoes since my return. The flight wasn’t as painful this time because I changed planes in L.A., which is a mere 8 1/2 hours from Tokyo … slept through everything except the meals. Going through LAX security in Doc Martens made me pissy bitter, hence the search for new comfortable (and slip-on) shoes. America has gone insane. You have no idea how bad I want to strip naked in the security line next time I fly.

D.C.’s Monday night cold was a shock to the system, but it looks like the sun is catching up with me. Maybe it had a few last-minute gifts to buy in Shibuya. It happens to everyone.