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I'm going to tell a story, because it kind of came up down thread.

I got lost on the Japanese train system, because I was doing way too much gymnastics and was just fucking tired.

I got on to the same train I always got onto, but didn't notice a sign that said the route had changed.

I feel asleep and instead of landing in downtown Tokyo, I was in farm land.

My parents weren't weird about making sure I had enough money in an emergency, but it just happened that I didn't have enough that day. Japanese phones at that time worked on 10 Yen coins.

I basically had enough time to tell them... I'm fucking lost (I was like seven.).

Then I went outside of the train station and cried on the curb. A very nice taxi driver drove me all the way home.

And this is why it's nice that our loved ones have phones.

My dad worked in international banking at that point, so the Japanese version of the FBI were out looking for me, but it just took one really nice taxi dtriver to make it all right.

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Speaking of falling in love with Princes, I did that 36 years ago.

I know this because our 35th anniversary is next month and I just asked him if he’d be upset if I was gone to do a seminar that weekend and he said, “No. We can celebrate it the weekend before or after just as easily. So go do your thing. You’re happier when you do your thing. And when you are happy I am happy.”

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