YES ! and an Arrow
YES!Â
Scratched deep into the layers of paint at Urayasu station.
The anguish, the pure expression, reaching out of the cold, damp
just to say YES! Â
And then there is the  arrow.  Scribbled on a post caught about on
one of my wanders. Â Pointing in a direction that I will never travel.
We all must choose the way to journey.

