My Favourite Thing

I like San Francisco. Very interesting place. Every time I go there, every time I see different view. I just like being there doing nothing . Walking around like a stranger, having a cup of coffee at a cafe, reading magazines by the window and watching people passing by...that's what I do a whole day.
Somehow this town makes me relaxed. Even when I am stressed out of thinking about so much peoblems I have and being irritable, the moment I step on the ground of San Francisco, everything annoyed me will be gone. The buildings, people, graffiti, air...just make me comfortable.
I like San Francisco very much. However, one idea sometimes comes through my mind...Do I like going to San Francisco, or just escaping from reality...?

Angels

You don't know I am here.

"FOOD"

What do you need to keep you breathe?

Alone

I am, and I am not.

"Planetarium"

"I wanted to make my room bigger,
that's why I made a crappy planetarium.

Although I followed the direction from a science book,
I made an extra hole and named it your name.

It is shining but blurry.
I reached my hand to touch the star,
whose name nobody knows except me.

No ceiling, no wall, but a space in my room.
I got everything without opening the window.

In this small room, there is a star which doesn't exist.
I got you without hurting or being hurt.

The closer we become, the further I feel you are.
I couldn't even stay next to you.
But in this room,
it was so easy to touch you.

I shouldn't have done this.
I knew that I can reach you in this room,
but the star is not you.
It is my wish.
The wish which never come true,
but the wish which never fade..."

Bump of Chicken, "Planetarium"

This is my favourite Japanese song.
It must be hard to understand with my poor English trasnslation, but I love the word.

Shadow

I am quite sure that not many people see this blog.
However, I would like to ask you a question.

How do you feel about this photograph?

First, I thought it is just a crap, but somehow I think I like it.
I always put some lines that the photograph spoke to me, but this one is tricky.
I cannot find any words from it.
So, I was just wondering if there is someone who see something in this photograph or not.
Just a silly question...

The End

The last hope vanished,
While you were sleeping.

Kamaitachi

Sugisarishi hi wo omoidasu.

Driving in Hollywood

It was fun to drive around the area. (well, not me. My friend did.)
So many tourists, so many interesting people.














I noticed that the town was full of colours.
Signboards, buildings, clothes, street, everything was colourful.
And under the bright, typical southern california sunshine, everything was shimmering too.
I couldn't help looking around restlessly like a typical Japanese tourist.
Well, maybe everyone does that especially for the forst time to visit there.
I wish I could spend more time in there...must be expensive to stay though.

Walk the Line

No way.

Proof

I was here.
Do you remember?

Hollywood

"I will be a big star."

Nowhere

Is there place I can exist?

Colour of Rain

Top of the World

Can you see me now?

Hole

A hole to the other world.
A hole to venture.
A hole to escape.

Fly Me to the Moon

Ride On a Bus

Everything around me move too fast.
I feel like I am the only one who is behind.

Another Time

The same moment never comes.

Time

You cannot be too young or too old to do anything.

The Beginning

The beginning of summer.
The beginning of memory.

In a Dream

Everywhere can be a wonderland.
If you trust what you see and what you feel.

The Last Step to Heaven

Someone is waiting for you.

Forgotten Flower

I never die.
But I can never be alive either.

Memento

Don't leave me.

Van Gogh

Starry Night without stars.

Tiny Spring

I don't want everyone to find me.
I just want you to find me.

"POST"

I am here.
You don't know but I am here and waiting for you.

Be My Last

People forget things easily,
But things do not forget people forever.

After the Rain

I like the air after the rain.
I like the cool, refreshing air.
Rain washs the air.
Washes everything evil away,
And makes things better.
Makes green greener, and sky bluer.

Rain

Rain is not always bad.
Sometimes makes thing different.
Make me realize things I didn't see before.
Make things beautiful.

Introduction...

Sheep knows nothing about the world.
Only he knows is the land he lived.
He lived there without wondering.
Because it was the life.
However, suddenly he ran away.
He jumped the fence of pasture.
And face to the huge world in front of him...