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welcome to spring

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-seven years and one million words

Tokyo, 2010.03.21

It's officially spring, and for once it's noticeable. Both good things and not so good things are happening.

There nice bird sounds coming in the window for once, not just the dull cries of crows. But on the other hand I seem to have a lingering problem with allergies. Yessir, that's the spring I've always known.

That said, I'll take these cool but pleasant days over the heat and mosquitoes of summertime. And this winter was largely a cloudy one, not as clear as the others I've seen in this city. So I welcome a change on that front too.

rand()m quote

It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by the dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions and spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who, at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly; so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory or defeat.

—Theodore Roosevelt, Jr.