Monday

Good morning Everyone!
It is June this week.

Every Monday,
 I get up early in the morning to throw away garbage.

Then I buy coffee in the convenience store which is directly across from the road.

The shop is right across.
Directly across from this street, there is his house.

The outside was still dark.

Though it was clear until yesterday, it is a rainy forecast today.

By the weather forecast, it is rainy today.

Well. 
Have a nice day.


Tuesday

Only the memory never changes so that the world changes so much.
Only a memory is true.

I already forgot the name of the station, but her house runs in the suburbs of London; there was it along the line.

When I got off at the station and walked for approximately ten minutes, there was a small intersection.
It is something like crossroads if I say in the United States.

I turn to the left at the intersection and walk for a while again.

I saw a big signboard when I walked for approximately five minutes.
; was said that was nearby.
But I had a map, but was never found.

I asked about a place while showing passing grandmother a map.

Kind grandmother took me with her to a house.


Her house is just right across from here.



monday

I stayed with the English friend's house before.
It is a thing more than twenty years ago.

Her name is Julia 

Her house was near the beautiful park of the suburbs of London.
It is about ten years ago that I contacted her last.

I still long for her.

I still remember a smile having a gentle her and a town of London well.
The town of London to look at for the first time was the London itself that I imagined.

And the cityscape of London to see from the window of the train was also the London itself that I saw by a movie sometime.

The world always plays uncertain harmony.
The world becomes near for an always political reason and becomes far.