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Today is a day I should be spending de-cluttering the apartment in anticipation of getting the all-clear to move apartment next month. However, having felt like a pig shat in my head all week, I've decided that today is the summer equivalent of "Bed, Bath and Book" day, in which I do nothing but laze around in bed, read books and have a nice long bath. The summer equivilent, however, involves me getting out of the bath and having to apply ice packs ot my face to get it back to normal from the hideous scarlet it had turned. Then there's plenty of sweating, and lying around, and music, but not much reading. I've also voted today a liquid day. I've already consumed two litres of water and have now started on the free juice we got at work yesterday. This one is a quite pleasant mix of berries and tomato. Now I'm craving a Virgin Mary. I have done some washing, which is being battered around by the wind outside, none of which seems to be making its way inside to me.
I went to Ina last week to see my friend Brooke before she returns to Florida. I met Brooke two weeks before I left Ina, and we became firm friends straight away. She has a fabulous potty mouth and I wish I'd met her when I first got to Ina as it would have made some of those lonely first months alot more bearable. I was horrified with jealousy to find that her house, yes, house, is about 8 times the size of my Tokyo apartment and that she pays less than a quarter of what I do for mine. It is subsidized, but still. The downside is that there's no heating, so winter finds her confined to one room getting high off the the fumes from kerosene heaters. In fact, one of the last times I saw her before I left, she was an hour late arriving becasue her front door was frozen shut and she couldn't get out of the house.
It was wonderful to go back. As I was heading in on the bus, taking in the view of the mountains all around, the verdant rice and vegetable fields, I wondered why I'd left. Still, despite the various issues I have with life in the metropolis, I'm currently glad I made the move. I'll put up some pictures when I finish the roll.
I've been feeling pretty rough this week, and I'm certain that it's the heat causing the problem. I left the aircon on all night on Monday and woke up on Tuesday with a sore throat and a swollen lymph gland on the left side of my neck. The sore throat disappeared, but the swollen gland is still causing me discomfort. However, it being the end of the month, I don't have enough money to go to the doctor for the second time in six weeks. I guess I'm just run down from not having had a rest for at least 6 weeks. I've been running about doing stuff every weekend, and I've probably been drinking too much as well. So, this week, I'm going to overdose on fruit in a bid to right the balance and make myself feel a bit better.
Hmmm, the cicadas are whirring away. There are two kinds I can hear: the ones that sound like a rising chorus of rattles and the pulsating ones which sound a bit like power lines buzzing and snapping. I think it must be time for some reading on the balcony.
I went to Ina last week to see my friend Brooke before she returns to Florida. I met Brooke two weeks before I left Ina, and we became firm friends straight away. She has a fabulous potty mouth and I wish I'd met her when I first got to Ina as it would have made some of those lonely first months alot more bearable. I was horrified with jealousy to find that her house, yes, house, is about 8 times the size of my Tokyo apartment and that she pays less than a quarter of what I do for mine. It is subsidized, but still. The downside is that there's no heating, so winter finds her confined to one room getting high off the the fumes from kerosene heaters. In fact, one of the last times I saw her before I left, she was an hour late arriving becasue her front door was frozen shut and she couldn't get out of the house.
It was wonderful to go back. As I was heading in on the bus, taking in the view of the mountains all around, the verdant rice and vegetable fields, I wondered why I'd left. Still, despite the various issues I have with life in the metropolis, I'm currently glad I made the move. I'll put up some pictures when I finish the roll.
I've been feeling pretty rough this week, and I'm certain that it's the heat causing the problem. I left the aircon on all night on Monday and woke up on Tuesday with a sore throat and a swollen lymph gland on the left side of my neck. The sore throat disappeared, but the swollen gland is still causing me discomfort. However, it being the end of the month, I don't have enough money to go to the doctor for the second time in six weeks. I guess I'm just run down from not having had a rest for at least 6 weeks. I've been running about doing stuff every weekend, and I've probably been drinking too much as well. So, this week, I'm going to overdose on fruit in a bid to right the balance and make myself feel a bit better.
Hmmm, the cicadas are whirring away. There are two kinds I can hear: the ones that sound like a rising chorus of rattles and the pulsating ones which sound a bit like power lines buzzing and snapping. I think it must be time for some reading on the balcony.