I'm the one in the red shirt, the girl and I are now married, and the man with the hat is my best friend. We were all living in Tokyo that summer. Nearly every night was a falling in love night, the right amount of booze night, the right kind of morning the next day night. And because of the love I felt from these two, I began to see that the One is not absent from anything, and yet is separated from all things. It's a paradox of life that our bodies persist while the way we are, our personalities, always changes.
featured in romka # 7, 2012