Writing introductions is a bit tedious so....just take a look at my first post if you want to know more....

....and if you get curious about the name of this World or my posts, check out the second one.

Memories in the Rain 2, op.3: Affected by the Night

It's not raining now, but it should be soon. We're supposed to have a tropical storm called Krovanh starting sometime later tonight. I don't like the rain. I always say I don't, but......well, maybe it's just one of those "the grass is always greener" things........I like storms anyway. When it rains and rains for days and you can't get to work without getting wet, then I think I hate it. But right now, I wish it would hurry up and rain.

"...let the rain of what I feel right now come down..."

My first year in Japan we had a pretty bad typhoon. Not sure where on my mental ranking of Florida hurricanes it really fit, but they closed the schools and sent us home in the middle of the day. I went home and stood on my balcony and watched the sideways rain and was really happy. Of course the teachers all thought I had lost it when I told them the next day.

"...the rain always brings our heroes, believe in heroes..."

In the past week I started watching 3 new anime series. Figured I might as well since I couldn't sleep too well. So far "Bakemonogatari" is my favorite. It's got a similar animation style to "Samurai Champloo", but the jokes and storytelling devices remind me of "FLCL" a lot. I can't decide which of the other two I like better yet. "Canaan" is really cool, but it's got a "Wolf's Rain" like sense of dread about it. I just know it's the kind of show in which important characters are going to die. "07 Ghost" I just started watching on a whim b/c there's a ridiculous amount of merchandise for it in Animate recently. It's kind of "Escaflowne" style fantasy I'd say.

I talked to my mom for a while last night. I always try not to call her since it costs money, but it seems I always wait too long and then spend a lot in the end anyway. It always reminds me of where some of my weird habits came from. Like always writing lists in spiral noteboks. Or always being in the process of redecorating my room. Or just always doing something, always needing to do something. Something I thought of, or something I like, or just something to keep me busy. She said my step-dad's the same way so it works out well. Nobody's bored, and nobody's lonely, and nobody's needy, or a burden. Everybody's busy doing what they want before time runs out.

"...I'm still waiting for, you to be the one I'm waiting for..."

Stroke of Sanity

When I was a kid my dad used to drive me crazy with altruisms. He'd always say things like, "Well, either it'll rain, or it won't." and "We'll get there when we get there." Absolutely infuriating. "Of course that's how it'll happen!" I'd think, "What's the point of saying it?" But it's possible, now that I think about it, that some of my "yes or no" "X or Y" mentality comes from him being like that.

I love baseball. I'd like to say it's because my dad likes it and he taught me to like it too, but more likely it's because it's predictable. It's my "comfort sport". (Not that I have any other type of sport, I've never been especially athletic.) In baseball, you know there are only a certain number of outcomes, and they're all based on one thing: either you hit the ball or you don't.

Today after lunch I played baseball with the 4-6th graders (we were still a few players short since there's only 13 of them) and one of their teachers. I'd been worrying over how to solve a few different problems but I couldn't seem to think of any answers. In fact all I could think of was the things that caused them. There were just too many angles in my head. Too many sticking points to consider. All that was coming to me was feelings of disappointment. I couldn't see a clear outcome for any of it. And then..........I got hit in the head. Literally. Fifth graders don't have the best pitching control.

Our team lost 6-4 in the end, but it didn't really matter. We weren't really playing to win. We were just playing because we wanted to. Because it's fun, and everyone knows how. You just try to hit the ball. And either you'll hit it, or you won't. Doesn't take much thought after all.

Recently I think I've had a breakthrough with drawing. I told myself to stop focusing so hard on every minuscule line and just draw the person I wanted to draw, because, as evidence has shown, I can draw. Might as well just do it already. So after the game I went back to my meeting room and started drawing Mukuro & sure enough it went a lot faster when all I thought was, "I know what I'm doing. It's supposed to look like this."