Forget Magazine. Remember, Remember, Remember.

I arrived early and promptly kissed the ground. I heard a man play Nick's saltwater harmonica on Granville, took a walk, bending slow circles of neon across Hastings, smelled the sadness mix with saltwater on Carrol, and traced the spine of the North Shore mountains with my fingertips. Home.

For those who didn't know, Forget has been publishing from Japan, not Saskatchewan, this past year. Dig it. But we have returned. For good. Now we are Alice Munro from Paris. Better.

Currently the inbox is stuffed with questions. They will all be answered in good course. Be patient. You will have to be. For those who fed me while I traveled down Kobo Daiashi's paths, I thank you. You've kept me warm. And although you will likely never see my face, because that's the way I like it, we are finally together. However, the song remains the same. We. Will. Not. Be. Stopped.

Miguel C. Strother is the Editor in Chief of Forget Magazine.