Here we go. This one may be brief. Just talked to Myles, he "broke through the line" and reached my Japanese cellphone. Its good to hear his bullshit stories from home.... "Guess who I saw? Guess who smelled good? Guess who was wearing....? Guess what Brett did?" Most of it is pointless ramblings but it pleases me. 

At night when I sleep my dream are still in the United States as if my subconsciousness hasn't quite caught up to my waking reality. My dreams are about a month behind in real time. They are full of painfully trying to explain to the girls why I'm leaving, dreading saying goodbye to my family, wondering what it will be like here. In one dream I actually went deep sea diving into a cold black ocean at night with my 95 year old Grandmother. We weren't scared. I woke up thinking, how crazy it would be of me to ask her to swim in the bottomless ocean, then wondering, well, do you ever forget how to swim? She learned how to swim almost a century ago with a bag of corks for floaters. Last night, in my dreams I gripped on to a break wall for dear life as huge waves kept coming like tsunamis and some people were being  swept away mercilessly to drown but I was enjoying it! It felt like surfing. My water dreams seem to be back. I wonder did they ever leave? 

Lots is new everyday. Yesterday I went out for lunch and since I cant read any label or signs here eating can be a bit of a gamble. But I love food and I am always willing to eat so I roll the dice. I went out to this little bodega down the street from school which is actually called a bento here and picked out what I thought maybe looked like meatballs...? When I got back to school I asked the Japanese teacher, excitedly, "What did I get? What did I get?" He started laughing at me and told me I had just bought octopus balls. What? The whole thing was pretty funny. I wasn't about to admit that the idea of eating octopus balls totally freaked me out nor did I want to be insulting or wasteful by throwing them out. So whatever, I dig in, octopus balls, here I come. Yuji started laughing at me even harder when he realized I was just eating them cold, he said you're supposed to heat them up. Ha ha. So, the laughs on me. I don't mind, at least we were laughing. To be fair I asked for clarification. They are not exactly the balls of octopus but rather balls made from octopus. Whatever. They were good. This has made me decide that I must learn how to read Katakana.