What next? It's the question that dogged me the last few years. What are you doing? Still at the cinema? What are your plans? Tell me your future. Tell me you're doing something.
We like to think every passing year brings self-improvement, wisdom or growth, but it's not true.
I'm sorry for the lapse. A few things conspired against me in these last few days to prevent a final post. As I type, I'm sitting on my bed at home in Adelaide, looking out the window at that familiar view I've had for years.
Today was a day I'd planned a long time ago. I'd been holding onto two important pieces of paper for the entirety of the trip, with periods of worry about their security, like when my bag was lost in Vienna.
We bid a grateful farewell to the Saito family, sharing thanks with Miho for her presents and receiving some in return for a visit that brightened a couple of her days.
First stop was the Giant Buddha, a large bronze statue that was built seven hundred and sixty years ago and is housed in a shrine.