I'm on a plane on my way back to Canada. I've barely slept in five days. Hard week. Can't write in long sentences. Can't keep my thoughts together. They are broken...the tsukiji market, sushi for breakfast at 5 am...the internet cafe...yoyogi park...the hard gays at yoyogi park....meiji jinja...giant carps...Kobayashi sensei crying....me holding Kobayashi sensei's child....big bags and bluish brown circles around my eyes. I'm so tired. I just left Asuka and Tomomi at the airport. We cried promising each other that will meet again, and that the friendship we form is the one that will last over the years and will not be diminished by the distance that separates Canada and Japan.