“Biking through puddles singing ちょいさっさーよいとこせー, as though gliding through Venice navigating a gondola.
What is this melancholy feeling. It feels so innocent like something only a 21 year old could have. 81 more words
Kureha, the red tree and Tengu are now added into the opening picture. All this time I thought the Tengu was some raven/crow creature and eagerly waited for his entrance. 1,049 more words
Isn’t it frustrating that we humans, as a species, love familiarity so much? I don’t get me wrong, I know that that’s one of the reasons why the history of homo sapiens on this planet didn’t end with us being eaten by sabertooth tigers, and when it comes to lots of things in my life, I think there’s nothing better than what I already know and feel comfortable with, especially when it means I’ll live to see another day. 1,674 more words