Death to the Idler

Sometimes, an idle life is all fine and dandy.  And, then, sometimes, it is not.  During the time of 9/11, I remember watching the second tower fall.  I remember the chaos of the next few days.  I also remember that in the air was a mood for change.  I thought I would change, but I did not.  Or, at least, very little.    Now, with the situation in Sendai, which is my adopted hometown, I feel very different.  And, if I should do nothing, then not only am I damned, I am not qualified to be human.

Night view as one leaves Sendai Station (Dec 2010)