Saturday, September 15, 2007

|| ホタル ノ ヒカリ

The air is very cool when I got up in the morning, and I changed to my favorite abercrombie pajama pants. The summer is gone, the season when cold drinks are at their best. I sit on the staircases, looking at the trees and grasses, thinking how serene and peaceful the time has been, as if there is such a place called the backyard, and lean on it after a day's work, that I return to being myself. Last summer, this summer, next summer, that I can always have a place and a time that I am just myself.

ホタル ノ ヒカリ (Hotaru no Hikari). A Japanese TV which shockingly is restoring the faith of living the true self in me, I can only declare that this is the best gift from heaven and in the summer of 2007. I confess everyday that I have been hoping what comes around goes around, or the other way around. But there is a third way, which is I do not care, and all I want is living a happy life that I feel good about. There is no right or wrong answer, an answer is the answer that we hold on to. Summer is the best season in the year, but I wasn't having a heart to appreciate what summer has that the other seasons lack. It is coming back on me, through the story of an uptown girl who has the courage to be true both inside and outside the house. I am happy and proud that I have not lost myself, I am free and I have a wonderful future that I have the control of.

It grows in me a renewed interest in new things but with a nice heritage to a past. The summer of 1994 in Tokyo is a life time chance which is still influencing me to this date. The cities, the streets, the shops, the food, the fashions, the make-up ... only people who live there know the true colors. I am recovering. I am reflecting. I will live well.

Today while the blossoms
still cling to the vine
I'll taste your strawberries

I'll drink your sweet wine
a million tomorrows
shall all pass away

are we forget all the joy

that is ours today