I want to write something but I can't think of anything important that's happened. Interestingly, I just realized that while Japan has become home, the friends of Florida still remain my friends. It's the ones of now that are the "friends". Sad. I love them. I'll miss them. I have the distinct feeling very soon in fact. We're having dinner tomorrow night & I'm almost sure, based on the lack of much other communication from them all week, that they've decided to go home next summer. For good. I don't want to see them.