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Complexities

Another chilly day, another crisp motorcycle ride. I headed down to Izumi Chuo to meet some work friends for a little yakiniku lunch and, oh nothing, sign marriage documents as a witness. It makes me feel all official even though barbecued beef and municipal legal papers are not really meant to be on the same table.


I brought my personal seals and took my time writing all the kanji nicely. I shoulda brought my good pen though. The pen I was handed was kinda meh and yes I have become a small-time pen snob. Last year for Christmas Eri got me this amazing pen that changed my worldview and really I should have it on me at all times. I can't even sign up for a restaurant waiting list without thinking this pen is an insult to humanity.


Eri's dinners are so amazing. Tonight was cheese hamburg with steamed carrots, lotus root, and burdock. Man I look forward to dinner so bad every day.

 
Kenzo did his best to eat but he's still not 100% yet. I ate up his remaining rice and hamburg out of his Thomas the Tank Engine bowl. I love that he's outgrown that particular character but he still loves the dishware.

A few minutes later when he was changing into fresh pajamas I noticed that he is rail thin from being sick and not eating and throwing up. I said hey dude you gotta eat you're so skinny. Oooooooo I hated that when I was little. Like I still have a visceral reaction four decades later. Now I did it to my son. Ugh. He wasn't happy about it either. He said he eats and I apologized and diverted.

Hmmm. I was gonna say fatherhood is getting more challenging, but I don't think it's that. Being me, being a human being, being a person... is getting more and more complex.

Oh well. I love a challenge. Do better tomorrow.

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