Returning to my old life before coma we are traveling again, this time Tokyo. I’ve been here before but can’t remember which is the most pleasant thing about my condition, to revisit places anew. I have forgotten the way back to the hotel when overseas but always worked it out eventually, let’s see if I remember more easily this time. I remembered just now, too difficult for me to walk presently so back for an Asahi and to write a little.
