Last Night in California

Tomorrow I leave for Japan and return to the universe the day that I took from it.  I came with a suitcase full of Japanese treats and novelties to share, thinking I would replace them with peanut butter and ceral but I feel so satiated I'm keeping the load light.  I'll be back in America again.  It's been wonderful to be here, to be with these people in the southern California sun, playing music, speaking in English, eating Grapenuts.  I will miss it.  How does one transition from one good thing to another;  how do you leave a note, what happens in the space before the coming sound?