On my way biking through Isesaki I realized I was too tired for karaoke and turned back for home. I stopped twice at convenience stores to gorge myself on bento boxes. In the last part of the journey I tried to take a short cut and ended up missing my turn.

The night took on a surreal quality. I biked about a quarter mile down this road. There were grain fields on either side. The streetlights had abruptly ended and I could see the moon through a patchy gap in the clouds. The moon caused the irregular frame of the clouds to shine white along the edge. I didn’t know where I was but the humidity and the buzz of the cicadas made me think I must be somewhere in southeast US.

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From a tan long sleeved shirt with dark brown writing. Size large.