There are some trips you come back from a completely different person.
I wish I could tell you, reader, all about my trip to Japan, but to tell you about the trip like I would a story inevitably means I'm likely to leave something out.
Because isn't that what perspective really is: a mold through which we create our own reality?
If I were to do so, I suppose I'd like to do so quite deliberately.
So, instead, I shall share the stories and the poems I've written during my brief stay in the land of the rising sun.
Hopefully, you, reader, will feel as I felt while reading my works about my trip. Hopefully, it will matter a great deal more than mundane things do.