Life Next to Death

I waited the train at a station in Izu, surrounded by beautiful nature, young light green leaves and song of birds and cats play with warm or something.

My friend next to me, she got a call from her friend, that her friend’s dad had passed away. We think the beauty of the life continues forever as the wave of the sea,  but it’s not. We, human has life limit. I don’t live for small shit, date input for an website or follow friends with Instagram or eat crap from convenience stores, then why I waste my time? I could stay outside all day, breath the air in the park and meet somebody I really want to, but why I don’t do that?

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