Rain

It’s tumbling past the window as I write this; it’s Japanese rain, the country of mountains shrouded in mist, which means a simple walk to the local convenience store, the closest thing I have to a corner shop, involves getting thoroughly wet. I took a moment on the way home to just stop and enjoy that feeling of freshness as the rain falls on you and you’re getting soaked but you don’t mind. I think in this culture especially, that always has an umbrella handy, is perpetually afraid of colds and rushes into the hospital for medicine at the first signs of sniffling, that something like enjoying the rain would be bizarre. It’d be an idea that simply wouldn’t cross their minds.

I need to get on with applying for loans and arranging finance and all the other things I have to do in order to sort out my loan situation. It’s a little hard to feel urgent about it but at the same time I really need to get cracking with it all and not have too much to worry about in May and the start of June. I’ve kind of had the motivation and the drive knocked out of me – I had it before I got turned down for the money, if it happens again I’m not sure what I’ll do. But I do know I need to start working harder on the individual projects that I have surrounding me at the moment.

I just watched Rives on a podcast that I have stored on my hard drive and once again am simply blown away by how deftly he can weave words. The description on the ‘cast says ‘lyrical origami’ and there just isn’t a better description as far as I can see. He’s amazingly good. But I’m discovering that poetry in general and words and people have a power to involve me and move me in a way that I never realised was possible.

At any rate, it’s late and I have a date with my bed and slumber and dreams of a different way.