last day on the beach
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Okinawa, 2023.05.04
last day on the beach
It was time for us to return to (comparatively) cold and grey Tokyo. Time for one last stroll up the beach.
twenty-seven years and one million words
It was time for us to return to (comparatively) cold and grey Tokyo. Time for one last stroll up the beach.
The person who says it can't be done should not interrupt the person doing it.
—-Chinese proverb