Seven Minute Happiness

One of my favourite stores that sells purposeless shit ~ and in Japan, let me tell ya, they do purposeless shit to such perfect custom that it has become an art ~ is called Three Minute Happiness. I have 7 minutes to write this post.

Today we were by bike again. Perfecto!! Rita has come to call the hostel that we're staying in 'home' and she is in love with the common room. She has become it's official tea lady; making tea and coffee for all the guests with perfection and grace-full cuteness to the comparative tune of Three Minute Happiness high end purposeless item selling.

Watching her cruise the common room in her new gingham dress, serving the travellers ... gives me at least 3 to 3 million hours happiness.

I'm climbing Mt Fuji with buddy Nate on Sunday. James is worried. I'm beside myself that this long time goal is about to happen.

Ja Ne!!