It’s wierd, I find myself looking for Asian people around NY, so I can find a Japanese person to talk to. Funny, right? I guess I just want to keep up my language skill and I haven’t spoken it since I got off the plane, really. Soon I’m going to find out about classes.

As far as what’s next, I feel totally lost and adrift. I’m not even sure I want to stay in New York. I feel like I’m half-here, like everything around me isn’t quite real, that it could disappear if I look too hard. I wish I had some sort of solid plan, but I don’t. It’s hard to be back.

I went for a walk today to try to clear my head, and I got some pix of NYC at Christmas.