Yesterday, We went for a jaunt with 南文乃
or Speedo Ayano, as she is commonly referred to on The Cape. Ayano has had her motorcycle license for a year. Until yesterday, she had never driven outside of Japan. We drove. & drove.
If one were prone to an insipid sense of humour, as regular readers of this blog know I am, one might say we triumphed over good hope.
On the way to getting some good hope, we stopped for lunch.
Hm, whitey anyone?
As an American, I was born to judge. I feel very ill at ease if I am surrounded by all Caucasians, particularly if all the servers, labourers and natives are working while i'm lounging.
As i sat there enjoying AMAZING pizza, sparkling water, and a gross sense of lack of entitlement, i realised, We have, for many years, made myself suffer. No one deserves the life I have lived, or could have possibly earned such good fortune as I have enjoyed.
A decade or so ago, the love of my life and I were enjoying time with Our Daughter. The powers that be had arranged something as they often do from time to time. For example, perhaps we were the only ones in a section of a theme park, or there was no cue for a service or store that normally has an extraordinarily long cue. On one occassion, the Princess said
Lucky, だね。
Her Mother agreed, and I corrected them. No, I said, we aren't lucky, and The Queen Mother asked me what we were. I said
We are fortunate.
アレンさんいない。
当たり前やん‼️あなた早すぎますですよ。❤️🙏
