My life as an amateur. Part 89. Ideas for a better world.

 I couldn’t sleep last night. I was thinking about the Japanese, and me trying to learn Japanese. The ticket controller on the train bowed for the passengers before leaving the compartment. Kukai died in the year 1757 but is still in mediation. A strong man with a large temple. The monk prayed for us, for us to be happy. Yesterday I drank the nicest green tea.