that it would be this way. really i did not.
remember when we talked about tokyo?
i do remember new york. i remember you standing there on the stairway at the portal to that world that was then so very foreign to me, and in a quick half-turn i started walking in another direction. down another direction, up another direction, either way, i did turn my back on you and the world that had made my life possible.
this week in an act of absolute egoism, i rejected my ego's intellectual information about what would be sensible, i said no. i said no to the status quo. i said no to my own lack of acceptance of your fears. i said no to the joys found in your arms. i said no. i thought of tokyo. you do remember tokyo?
