happiness is a new visa
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2020.02.11
The Boy and I went downtown to pick up my spiffy new spousal visa at the Japanese consulate. I'm good to go to Japan.
twenty-eight years and a million words
The Boy and I went downtown to pick up my spiffy new spousal visa at the Japanese consulate. I'm good to go to Japan.
It's difficult in times like these: ideals, dreams and cherished hopes rise within us, only to be crushed by grim reality. It's a wonder I haven't abandoned all my ideals, they seem so absurd and impractical. Yet I cling to them because I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart.
—Anne Frank