It rained every day, pouring through the membrane of silence. The sky was gray and gloomy, obscuring me with a film of solitary. I was not fine. Then I was. For a while. The rain has stopped, and the sun is out. Birds singing, wild piglets squealing. I wish I could’ve gone with you. 生まれてきてくれて、出逢ってくれて、ありがとう Continue reading it must be the blue sky
“In dreams begins responsibility.” W.B. Yeats’s epigraph attributed to “an old play” ~ Responsibilities 『全ては想像力の問題なのだ。僕らの責任は想像力の中から始まる。』 村上春樹 ~ 海辺のカフカ Continue reading dreams, desires, and decencies
I am me among us. Who I am is mirrored by those with whom I’m surrounded. Making oneself happy—that’s the most important job one has. 我慢してる人に頑張ってとは言えないけど、いつの間にか自分を取り囲んでいる悲しみや辛いことと戦って、状況を打破しようとしている人は応援する。生まれてきた以上、自分を幸せにしなくちゃ。 Continue reading and then…
I want to travel freely, touch, see and listen to everything, yet maintain nothingness. Like winds. 変えられるものは、自分の知識や理解、見方という変数の部分なのに、他人だとか時間という定数の方に気を取られて、答えが出ない方程式。 Continue reading finding me
They frowned, looked askance at me, and then spat the word out, turning away. “Weirdo!” My eyes widened and sparkled, the corners of my mouth turning upward. For Three Line Tales – week 304. きみ、変わってるよ。一番の褒め言葉だね。ありがとう。 Continue reading best compliment
When do I get a break?
どうしたら優しくできるのだろう。
昔は話をするのが楽しみだった。どう言うだろうかとか、どんな捉え方を示してくれるだろうかと期待して、電話をかける手が急いた。それが、少しずつ、時を経るとともに、 Continue reading “predicament”
I have to kill her, or she would kill me.At first, when she criticized the way I looked, I tried to ignore her. Then, she started accusing me of doing wrong. Lectured that I should act more like others. Preaching to be a good daughter, wife, and mother. Told me that I would be a failure. It bothered me, hurt me, but I refused to … Continue reading self-defense
I have no story to tell at the moment; too many characters have died already, and the protagonist cannot find a goal to achieve. 『私の三不作』まず、不細工。元々の容姿もあるが、きれいにしようともしない。次に不精。やらなきゃならないことがない時が一番しあわせ。そして、不器用。思い描いていたものとは違う結果になることが多い。 Continue reading plain truth
I may be able to do a lot more by myself than I used to be.I am older and, perhaps, wiser; my skin much darker and thicker. I may be able to laugh a little more than I once was.There are times I almost think I could dream again. I may not be the person I was,but I still miss you the same. 生きたいとは思わない。死にたいとも思わない。誰かのために生きなきゃ、とは思うけど。 Continue reading nine years later II
Still standing and taking on whatever may come 今年は平井大さんの『小さな丘の木の下で』を聴いてるよ Continue reading nine years later
What does nelkumi think? 