just in time
Probably, music makes me write this short essay. When a piece of music is surrounding me, I'm seemingly wrapped by a sort of very soft hood.
I'm drinking a cup of hot lemon water. But I turned my cup down now. But, because the table is inclined to the front, my machine is safe. It is one of the accidents which I am most afraid of. I've got a narrow escape.
Recently, every time when I wrote this, it is the time just before going to bed. I am actually using my bed as my chair. So I can lie on the bed whenever I like. But if I lied on it, I will soon fall asleep.
Because I changed the place of the poster of my favorite actree on the wall, I would like to return that to the original position. Whenever I go to sleep, I'd like to see her face even in the dark.