Hiroshima Weekend

This weekend I felt like a mini-adventure. Nothing that would result in cuts and bruises; just a little foray into a new place (that is safely only an hour and a half from home). Thus I ended up in Hiroshima city - not for the first time. But it was was the first time by myself. It feels like ages since I have been utterly by myself. Strange, since I am in a country where I dont know anybody. The truth is that the people I do know I see a lot and I could feel my personality slipping into the liminal space between being my personality and their personality. Blahblahblah off I went and in Hiroshima I found the aloneness I needed among 1 million people.　The following three posts (HW) can be read chronologically top to bottom.