Outside, It's America

Hehe. Because about 6 years ago, when I was a single gal I managed to finagle a (brief) meeting during which I fawned over Miyavi, and he was polite and asking me where I was from, why I was visiting Japan and so on and so forth. And then after I finally let go of the poor boy, I walked into a lamppost from my absolute delirium. (I don't think he saw that. He'd gotten into a van with dark windows...)

Hehe. The odds are astoundingly unlikely...but go figure!