It’s a good day
Sky is clearer, people walk slower, skirts are shorter, sakura is blooming.
Yes, spring is here.
Today I went to the bank to pay some bills, and walked around the center, figured I want new spring shoes and clothes.
It’s funny how when you try to forget one kind of feeling, you are even more sensitive to other feelings. I realized I loved how as soon as the green lights were on, hundreds of people around that crossroad, walked simultaneously toward each other, like we were going to crushed into each other and became one. but we didn’t.
Anyway, instead of shoes and clothes, I found satay sauce, which made me a lot happier.
I walked around the river again,
they were saying
"wait until you see all the sakura trees have bloomed along this river".
you bet, I’ll wait.
even now, when only very few trees have bloomed, still,
it’s like there is a spontaneous reaction as your eyes caught that oh-so-romantic colors of sakura.
a spontaneous jump in your heart, your eyes widened and your lips pulled a huge smile.
on the way home in the bus, a grandpa sat behind me, asked whether or not I’m going to the Kinkakuji (silver pavillion). As it was a simple question, I answered in Japanese. And then he kept talking fast in Japanese, and he was saying so many things already that I did not have the heart to tell him that I did not understand what he was saying. It was obvious he was telling some funny stories about her daughter and Kinkakuji, I really did not understand the rest, but somehow I felt the funniness and laughed all the way with him.
Yes, it’s a good day.
To cheer you up, one friend would send crazy dangdut songs and another would give comforting words that actually only made you cry harder.
but as he said,
if you want to cure someone who got poisoned, you have to take the poison out.
so true, ndri.
whether dangdut or sweet words, it works.
I am having a good day.
Thanks…
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