On the train to Tokyo, I look out at the fields, the mountains, the streams, all flashing by; a blur really, my mind lost somewhere in last night’s sake and whiskey. A stranger in a strange land trying to find something that I’m not sure is even here. Maybe it is, maybe it is thousands of miles away. All I know is that this is where I want to be. I can still hear the farewell singing from the station where I boarded the train and it is never far from my mind.