How I traveled to Japan

The night before I visited Japan for the first time, I didn’t know what I was doing. My friend had helped me buy a ferry ticket from Busan, Korea to Fukuoka, Japan. But I lived…

How to hold a thought

Thoughts are slippery little guys. You think them, and then they slip away. Or, in my case anyway, you start to think them and by the time you get to the end, you’ve forgotten the…