Friday, September 16, 2016
A trip to Okinawa, three months after Ken died. Drunk on awamori and exhausted by the late hour, I catch a glimpse of my late son's face in my own.
A few days ago, the light catches the gray at my temples, and I see myself in ten years.
Everything exists in an instant...
On the turntable: Beck, Bogart, and Appice, "Beck, Bogart, and Appice"