So...

So here I am again, writing from Japan. The only purpose we have here is that in which we have created for ourselves. Transparent as wet paper, we serve those who we put here by our own hand. We do nothing more than idly await a fate to never come. To issue out medications like Amoxicillin and Benadryl to affront the constant flow of pointless battles that shall never cease. There is no enemy here. These people, the Japanese, are far better off without our plague like presence in this, their sacred country. My love, she is by far singular, she is the only good thing to come from my presence here.