Today is my day off Irezumi.
No, that's not entirely true. Even though I will not pierce any skin, there's poetry to be read, breaths to inhale and then let go, photographs to capture and family to experience. I will light a stick of Kenninji incense and stop fighting it so much. All my hours and minutes drifts towards this thing.
Today will be a slow day and tomorrow will stand almost at a still. Come monday, who can tell who Horimatsu is anymore.
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