Proudly perpetuating the myth that all tokyo gaijins are batshit crazy

明日また

System 7

Enzo was one of the first people I met in Japan… 3 years ago…

The day I leave has to be the sunniest, shiniest motherfucking day of the month.
Let me take a guess: in Paris, it’s grey, cold and raining. right?

Take care and see you on the other side.

did I say zen? Sorry: meant sleep-deprived, strung-out & frantic.
Anyway: off to meet my makers tomorrow. moblog back in 10.