Day 73: A Hakone Birthday
It is November the twelfth, two thousand and nineteen. I am now 39 years old. Today was a brilliant day, quite literally, as there was hardly a cloud to be seen for miles. It was also my birthday. I stopped looking forward to my birthday a long time ago, as they became ever more depressing affairs. Not because of the fact that I was getting older, that doesn't bother me. But rather that a life spent moving from place to place in pursuit of a career leaves little in the way of friends nearby to celebrate with. It's extremely depressing when you have a small group of friends to begin with, then none of them show up to the party. It's a good reason to shy away from festivities. This year however my birthday happened while on this adventure. Something that was most certainly not a coincidence. It is significantly harder to be disappointed in a birthday when you find yourself in a place and state like this. ... I have dedicated a not insignificant amount of time on