Early in the morning . Too early to be doing more than rolling over and getting cuddlesome with someone special. But instead of doing than I'm sitting at the ass end of a line that's as long as John Holmes' cock.
I guess I ought to consider myself lucky . I can sit here in sub-zero temperature and poke away at my phone to tell you all about it .
Things here in Morioka are actually looking up. In astrange way it feels a little similar to when I returned home after 9-11. People are kinder and strangers talk to each other with an
ease I seldom see.
I finished a stint making English language announcements at NHK radio two days ago. Reporting on the numbers of deaths and missing people left me feeling very gloomy. To shuck off this feeling I have started a charity drive to collect as much food, clothing, diapers etc. that my van can hold and drive the whole shebang down to a completely destroyed village where my buddy and his family lives.
Not too sure that's gonna wipe away the patina of sadness...