I had thought of perhaps visiting Kamakura again, or else Enoshima, but I felt too tired to make either of those trips (much less a full excursion out to Kyoto), so I lay in a sunny spot on my bed, curtains open, and read my magazines.
Before long, I’d fallen asleep.
When I woke up I thought of maybe setting out for Ueno, close by as it was, but even that felt like too much. I fell asleep again.
It must have been the jet lag, or my body telling me to just take a full day of being relaxed and sleeping after a full year of work and housework and projects…
By the time night rolled around, I felt well-rested, and went to get myself some food, then settled into the chair at my desk to write a letter to Saga (my Japanese handwriting is rusty, but I took my time and did my best to be legible) and plan for my trips to Nagoya and Osaka in the days ahead.