I'm going to spend this summer on an island. I'm not sure why I thought this, maybe because I'm sick of the city heat, or maybe because I've just reread an essay by Shiina Makoto for the first time in a while. But I felt like spending a relaxing day, rocked by the lapping waves, dozing on the sand, and gazing blankly up at the endless starry sky. Wearing a linen shirt and flip-flops, I packed the book I was reading in my bag, and all that was left was to decide on a destination. If you think a trip like this wouldn't be so bad once in a while, then this month's Popeye is for you."
