Beh

Got my ass handed to me this weekend by a 70 year old woman in ping pong. Then saw some sights up in Kyoto.

But in between it's felt like 'beh.'

This train is moving and it's on the right track. But it's hard to see ahead with all this tense fog. I can clear the fog, revealing my intentions. But taking that plunge can cause this train to derail. So I'm building up the fog, adding smoke to it, make it thicker.

I just need to trust where this is going.