when we are not sure

Sayonara

Sayonara (from "Naked") by Shuntaro Tanikawa

I have to go now,

right now,

but don't know where.

Cherry trees bloom along the street.

I cross when the light turns green.

the familiar mountains beyond as my guide.

Have to go by myself

but don't know why.

I'm sorry, Mom.

Treat Dad nice.

I won't gripe about food

and I'm going to read more than I used to.

At night I will look at the stars.

During the day I will talk to all sorts of people.

Try to find out what I really like best and

if I do I will hang on to it and live as long as I can

and not be lonely even if I'm a long way away.

I have to go now.

The countdown has begun already

I took a nap today and had a dream. I was at school at night. I had to go into my building but it was pitch black inside. Spooky. I didn't wanna go in but had to for some reason. I decided to go in. I didn't see a ghost but felt and even stepped on something indescribable. It was like a horror movie. I couldn't handle it well, so I stepped outside. There, I found many cats laying around everywhere. I got excited. I saw one of my students and asked him where all these cat were from. He said they're hiding during the day and comes out at night. Then all the sudden I realized that I had something in my pockets, both sides. I reached inside and touched something warm and fluffy. There were two kittens in my pockets! One was black and white and the other one was brown. They were tiny. I put them on my palm and carefully wrapped my hands around them. I want them! I screamed. And the very next moment I realized that I was leaving this place in a couple of months, so I can't have them.
I woke up there, still feeling the warmth of the kittens in my hands.

snow on a windy day

snow 

dancing in the air

wandering about

carefully deciding where to land

some land on a branch of a tree

resting quietly after a long journey from the sky

some land on the frozen pond

becoming a part of ice, floating until the spring arrives

some even succeed to land on a jogger's shoulder

hoping to travel a little bit further

and some decide to land on my porch

hello there

i hope you are happy about your decision

poor Lincoln

Yearning gaze at the perfect bed from the not-so-perfect bed

This is one of the pictures on the wall next to my bed. Who wants to be looking at the picture of the bed while laying on the bed already, right? Really. I don't know what I was thinking when I got it up there. I think it's from one of the Anthropologie catalogs came in the mail a while ago. I thought it was nice. Well, when I pay attention to the detail now, it is actually nice. This bed with the cute pink pipe frame is obviously for a couple, one side is for her and the other is for him. Two matching bed side tables, reading lamps, and books. Can't be more perfect than that.

I have a big bed for one person, and I always sleep on one side and other side wide open as if I'm always expecting someone. I have two pillows too when I only need one. Looking at this photo really makes me yearn for dozing off and waking up next to you and feeling complete again (so funny someone said, "each day is incomplete until I watch this video.")

my new discovery, Gotye

So, I've been listening to Gotye's music all week, ever since I discovered him last Sunday night while I was half-jokingly watching the Grammys just so that I could tease and tweet about Carrie Underwood's ridiculous LED dress. So, discovering gem like him there came as a complete surprise. I think I had heard his Grammy winning song, "Somebody that I used to know" somewhere briefly before and thought it was nice but never paid close attention to it. When I listened to the whole thing last week, I was like wow, holy christ, where have you been all my life? I guess he's been famous for a while now, but I always happen to be the last person on earth to find out about everything. You guys do such a fine job to keep me uninformed of all the goodies out there. Anyway. He was a nice discovery, and I love his music.

And today, I found this documentary, The Making of Eyes Wide Open. It's simply enjoyable to eyewitness the process of making a song and it really shows you how carefully, meticulously, yet spontaneously he creates his music.



He's truly an exceptional artist. Not to mention he's so hott and can speak Japanese.
Damn!