The alcoholic is someone who gets stains on their new clothes before even wearing them. These past few days, I've been too busy having fun. The kernel sold at the school gate is really delicious. Ah, couldn't resist.
My grandmother lost her hearing a few years ago. This constantly makes me imagine a world without hearing. I don't know if it's because I often daydream and get distracted by other sounds, but I can never hear people clearly. Sometimes, I don't even want to hear clearly. Living in an unfamiliar environment can sometimes be a lucky thing, with fewer things to worry about.
My artist studio costs 200 pounds a month. The socialist building started smelling of spray paint this evening. It made me leave the library, read a book for a while, and then take a nap. I was woken up by someone checking my ID, annoying.
I wrote the above but didn't send it. It's been two days already. Yesterday, I received the first physical cassette release from Oishi, and I'm very happy. I got drunk at the launch party and behaved very poorly, completely changing the calm impression I usually give people.
Speaking of which, I saw Ray yesterday after not seeing him for several years! A hug, and all those memories from those years came flooding back.