Japan

I’m tired
Every scent I smell today reminds me of Japan
I miss it
I’m beginning to miss it every day
The streets of Osaka, Kyoto and Tokyo
Music makes me think of it, even music I’ve acquired since coming back
It’s Europe this year but I’m longing to return to Japan

Human contact, while rewarding, is staking its toll
I love these dear people
Even those I’ve just met
But I’m very tired now
They seem to want to drag me back
I encourage them
Their enthusiasm is similar to childlike abandon
I want to go with them
I really do
I wish I could take you with me
To Japan, and also to their country
I think you’d like it
But then, who knows