I've returned to the buildings of Akuradanchi and in my absence some of my good friends have departed. Soon (already?) their rooms will be replaced with this year's first year members. One space to another, the shell is passed along. Meeting new insides in a matter of days. The walk to the supermarket today reminded me of my first fall, the red seeds of wonder in a new land. From where does wonder come? So many goodbyes this month and the days are getting shorter.