When I was in elementary and junior high school, I always had a book with me and read biographies of great men and encyclopedias.
Whether I was on the subway to school, on the bus, or in my bed.
Whether I was on a family drive on the weekend, or on the Shinkansen (bullet-train), or on an airplane when I went to the Osaka Expo.
Through books, I escaped into history.
Both mystery and sci-fi are, after all, escapism.
I think I was a hikikomori (someone who are social introvert, who likes to stay home) who didn’t hang out with his friends.
I was a dreamer of dreams.
In high school and college, I skipped classes and shut myself up in the library.
During the summer vacations, I went to the library almost every day.
I dreamed of living in a library with a sleeping bag.
During elementary, middle and high school, I was on the library committee every year because I wanted to be in the library.
Now a day`s Disneyland on the internet.
In my teens, I stayed up all night on Saturdays and Sundays to go to the Masterpiece Theater.
I felt like I had seen every movie.
In my twenties, I went to movie theaters, museums, concerts, and small theaters.
And a new restaurant.
Enjoyed the art.
In my thirties, I traveled all over Japan to participate in urban development through medical welfare.
I also traveled around Europe to study resorts.
Went on to work in health care and toured nursing homes around the world as part of my staff training.
And now.
Even though it’s Corona, most of the time I’m sitting in my bed at home watching my iPad or recording TV every day.
After my father retired, he watched TV all day.
He plays shogi, go, and golf.
He had no interest in social issues, politics.
It may have been related to the fact that many of her patients were politicians and bureaucrats.
Because of my father, I think many of his patients were politicians and bureaucrats.
Even when I started spending time at the rehabilitation hospital, I was always watching TV.
vaguely.
The reason why I am writing this is because I have become like my father.
World news, art specials, or world scenery programs.
I hated the raw reality of the world and the misery of war.
A vague view of the simple and beautiful nature as a landscape.
I don’t even listen to music.
I also look at movies like landscapes.
I can’t get into the main character of the novel.
I am not convinced by the editorials of political or social commentators.
I feel like I am gazing vaguely at the fields and clouds.
Do you say relax, do you say you’re tired, or do you say you’ve become senile?
What is the old man’s view of the world?
The world is a landscape of clouds in the sky, nothing will happen tonight.
Is it the enlightenment of old age, or is it just a paradise dragonfly?
battlefield vacation.
I want to relax this weekend.
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