a snowy trek home
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Kokubunji, 2024.02.05
This is the way I found my bicycle at Nishi-Kokubunji station tonight.
snowy bicycle
snowy me
twenty-eight years and a million words
This is the way I found my bicycle at Nishi-Kokubunji station tonight.
It's weird, man. People can watch a movie where thousands of people die in a war and not a tear. Yet one collie dies .. and the entire nation collapses with grief.
—Dr. Johnny Fever