Intermezzos – Page 2

Back to Elementary

Finally learning Japanese like, seriously (by taking a course).

It’s like something that’s been around the top of my to-do list for so long. And yeah, I’m liking it.

A Week in Seattle

Random pictures and records of the trip.

Shinny the first day. Very shinny.

There was a little coffee store at the stop. After stopping here for a short while, we continued our trip heading Seattle.

The youth hotel we stayed was fine. A small room but clean at least. From the window we saw the sunset.

There is a big Japanese bookstore in Seattle Chinatown that is FULL of かわいい (cute) stuff.

We wondered around and bumped into this doodle wall in Japan Town.

It’s interesting how bus stops in Seattle look like. I really appreciate these little waves. Some stops are painted. This one looks surprisingly a little bit sad.

In fact, all sorts of doodles were everywhere.

As a city with some rock atmosphere, I noticed quite a number of music-related doodles.

@EMP Museum

Reflection of the world outside the window.

“Murderer”

Drown & Suffocated In the Beauty – Last Day of My Second First Year

Pictures first.

@North Marine Drive.

The scenery was stunningly beautiful. So amazing that I started to feel restless. The feeling was like someone walking from the world of 1984 and directly to the Brand New World. One can easily get drown and suffocated in this kind of beauty. Harmless as it seems, it can destroy you piece by piece, not by forcing you to bend to life, but taking away all your ambitions, dreams, pain, struggles, fears, watchfulness, judgements, and restlessness away without notice. A 19 years old person can be turned into a 90 years old. At a blink. Everyone is equal faced with such beauty. And ambitions are equal. Dreams are equal. All kinds of pain are equal as watchfulnesses are. Judgements are. Restlessness are equal, or gone. And then you’re gone too.

Half of me was enjoying, and half of the self was trembling. A sense of belongingness took charge of me easily. I had to remind myself really hard what kind of world we actually live in. It was too beautiful that it did not look like reality anymore. Or rather, it was not reality. Not real reality. Pure beautifulness can never be the reality. When the light is too shiny and it makes one blind, it is even worse than complete darkness. It fools you into believing that the world should be like this. It fools you into believing the world should just be like this. But no. No. No.

Never turn off the alarm.