Night one,

 Hi OutThere, When was the last time you cleaned up your Google accounts and passwords? I thought so. I didn't get very far. This is the 4th account. I have 96 to go through. 

So, I'm alone in a room in a neighborhood of Fujimino City called Kami (god) fukuoka (lucky hill). This is the basis of the name of my blog. There have been other attempts blog daily in the past, so this is a test case to see how many consecutive posts. I just advised this very concept to my daughter as a way for her son, to maintain his Japanese skills since they moved to the US in August. I need to try to match my words with my deeds. I believe, at least in theory this sort of thing. Ii this is the last posting I make, I want to say something important, to myself. The way forward is day by day. Don't be wildly ambitous or wildly despondent. Measure yourself daily. This is also something I believe, in theory. So there's three things; 1 match my deeds with my words of advice to others, measure my progress or lack everyday, Persevere day by day. Finish what I start, eventually. 

My goals: publish an important comment tomorrow. finish what I started, clearing up my Google accounts

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