February is ending.
Somehow month does not mean much to me now.
But I used to love it.
Back to the city-life now.
Busy people around- so I have to take care of myself.
Taking bath longer, eating well, waking up/going to bed early..
but I am sure I will be rusty soon.
It is ok. I will come back somehow.
I am surprised that I am still have some connections in some ways in NYC after traveling for a while.
I miss Japan.
But I also love fighting in NYC.
Turning 34 in two months...