my socks are gone, my socks are gone
a "lost items box" contains no "found,"
it's got a hole, from which they rolled
and landed in Bermuda sound

........

Tomorrow to Kyoto.  If I weather the transit of trains and bus, a buzz in my cello will hopefully get some attention from a luthier.  If not, I'll eat tofu.

There's no wrong way in Japan.  Just different ways.  And along all ways, there is good food.  If this is my last post, know that I am eating well.