I went down to the Jardin Japones with Magu yesterday to attend some sort of ceremony where you write your grievances on a little piece of wood and put them in a pile and some local celebrity in a kimono pushes the pile out on the pond and sets it on fire. It’s supposed to be some sort of cleansing, I suppose. I’d gone once before, last year. But I think I did it wrong that time, writing something I wanted instead of something I wanted to get rid of. Which, I guess, explains why the year flew by and I never gained any superpowers.