yodogawa

It's afternoon. I'm at home. I spent my days day by day. It is a day of January, 2007. I'm coming upto too far place. It's too future. 2001 is already old days. Amazing.
I'm looking at myself after several interval. Though I'm too sleepy, I have to stay up till night for pick him up at the nearest train station.

Contrary to my will, I'm too sleepy. I could take a nap. But it is always difficult to take a nap. I'd like to sleep.

I have four more hours before going out. Probably I should take a nap. My cellular phone will wake me up.

I try to take a nap. I think I can get up just before evening. That'll be good. I'm trying to take a nap. Soon I'll do that. I'll do that. I don have to wait. That'll be nice. There is already imaginary world in front of me.

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My oil heater makes strange sound in the night. It is the last deed today for me to write this blog, having nothing to do with whether or not it's funny.

I'm sleepy although with a cup of instant coffee. I'm posting one per week for this blog these days. It's not bad. I will go to sleep soon. The wind is still strong, but I don't feel cold so much. I may be bored.

Looking for something to write, I'm typing my keyboard. It's good as a night work. Only by writing, I can notice my condition that I'm waiting for something hot. That might be baseball. Baseball is nice in Japan. And these days are just the preparation time.

It's also a good night. I tuned the panel of the heater. It might be warmer in my room soon. Well, I'm fine right now actually.

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