A Breath of Air
Taking the usual morning walk at my hometown vista park after a 10 day trip to Istanbul and Bucharest, taking this breath of air at my beloved hometown park is always the best breathing air there's to it.
Taking the usual morning walk at my hometown vista park after a 10 day trip to Istanbul and Bucharest, taking this breath of air at my beloved hometown park is always the best breathing air there's to it.
I opened the door to enter the house at 1340 and heard phone rang, then saw your mom walking from her washroom to bedroom, eyes watching me coming in. I suddenly had wild thought that she used mobile to call home phone.
Don't get me wrong, I don't miss Starbucks Lady, I just wonder if she would be talking to herself and walking around in her see through Raincoat. Unlike my mother, Starbucks Lady is just mentally disturbed harmlessly and a little annoying sometimes.
For the educated young generation struggling for basic democratic ways of living, may I say , thanks for putting in the hard work.
Why can't you trust me? I have not forgotten humanity, values and respect.
What would I do when I was criticized as weak, not to confront but as invading when I carry on forward?
The Starbucks lady is not a mystery no more, she could be annoying in time but she could also be charismatic at some other time.
I was once told that behind the beauty of Mt Fuji is dangerously wild and unpredictable. I would add, its beauty is preceived with enhancements from its surrounding environment.
I always ask 'What does your heart tell you to do?', and I always say 'Just do what your heart tells you to do.' What! What am I asking? What am I saying?
I have had a good day. I drove through slim roadways mingling the many connected small Japanese towns. I drove on a narrow winding hilly single lane roadway where is open for two way traffic in the rain.