The lassitude I feel. I ventured to the store today. Same old, same old. Didn't sleep till 6, up at 12. Same store. The grandmother doing the same thing, raising her voice six octaves to talk on the phone.
It's an odd world, Japan. I remember the first time I arrived here and it was like stepping off a space ship. Well, it's still Mars, but it's the old familiar Mars I know so well. Martians all still act the same but the prices are down a bit. It's not minus 250 at noon but it's cold.
Mars still ain't the kind of place to raise the kids. And I'm still no Rocket Man.
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