Haiku with art; this is one I took to Japan as a gift.
The plane ride took seeming forever, or a total of about 14 hours portal to portal. But everything went very smoothly; the planes weren't full and kinks seem to have been worked out of some of the security procedures since the last time I flew. I reacquainted myself with the poems of Tomas Transtromer on the plane, using the translations of Robert Bly. This made me absurdly happy. Good night. . .