Rainy day in the town... alone.

I went to the town. This afternoon, I suddenly felt that it was appropriate to visit there.

I lived there from 6 to 11 years old. It's hard to recall any good memories. But, I now think that the experience is significant to my later life. So, anyway, I visited there.

My old apartment, my favorite tree, tanbo, and small stores have all gone. wow...

I felt deeply "I'm alone".

I still remember the all paths around my old house and I saw some familiar houses. But... it didn't seem to be friendly to me.

Maybe, because of the rain. Maybe... because of my memories.

Anyway, I felt that I'll never come back there.

It's all fine. I just keep moving forward.



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