I'm usually pretty good at remembering things like my keys and wallet, but today I somehow slipped up. I usually use train passes to go everywhere so I hardly ever pull out money. I was coming home from koto lessons, sitting on the train when I realized I only had 90 yen left on my card for a 200 yen ride. So I go to get my wallet out to pay the difference, and it's not there. It's probably on my coffee table. Luckily the nice station man let me leave, only after I had written down my name and address and promised to bring him 110 yen tomorrow. Which I will. I'm just grateful that I'm not stuck in the train station for the rest of my time in Japan.
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