One positive event in the morning was that I saw Mt. Fuji with its first dusting of snow. That is always a good sign. It is a reminder that I am actually in Japan and not anywhere elese in the world. The day quickly went down hill from there. Overall it was quite a rough day. It seemed like no matter what I do I was on the verge of just loosing my voice. My throat ached and ached. I wasn’t really able to get into the swing of things.
All of that changed as soon as I looked out the window at about a quarter to four. The sky was filled with puffs of clouds with rays of gold spinning down to the horizon. I just paused and stared for a minute. I let the truth of this beautiful scene wash over all the troubles of the day. They just melted away as I focused again at how beautiful, crazy, lovely this world is.