I twiddled my thumbs somewhat successfully in the capsule until it was time for us to catch the very crowded (and quiet!) morning train from Narita airport to central Tokyo. We nabbed breakfast at 7-Eleven (my most favorite international convenience store chain, for it has saved me from utter starvation and sorrow multiple times over)…

FRIDAY, MAY 16It's 3:37am. I'm clad in central supply issued smock and slippers, ducking my face behind a locker door in order to conceal my illicit escapade. My eyes dart side to side, wishing my neighbor was still sleeping instead of positioned to spy on my clandestine activity. I know it's against policy, but I…

One year ago, I was digging frantically in the dirt, rooting out unwanted bushes that had been camping out for three years, untouched. I was simmering tall pots of soup on the stove, baking bread and protein patties, with every intent of filling the freezer instead of my belly. I was filing papers, updating bank…