I am back from Japan. I got back 3 days ago, actually, but I've been real pooped, which isn't surprising at all... I love visiting the country of my birth, but I don't know if I would really want to live there. I think I have grown too individual-oriented to be able to fit in to society over there. That's fine though as I have no intention or regret about that aspect of myself. Hmm.. this wasn't what I was planning to write.

While in Japan I went on a shopping spree, mostly of craft items like beading-related stuff and knitting things, and of course, cute items I just couldn't resist like the Haro toy. When I wasn't out shopping and walking (glad I did a lot of that)around Hakodate, I mostly doodled in my sketchbook and spent time with Obaachan.

I've been in a daze since I got back. I don't feel like I'm ever really awake nor have I felt that I've really been in deep sleep. My sleep equals bad dreaming time, not rest. Poor Lyle isn't getting much rest either due to allergies/cold? and work deadlines.