Many municipalities in Japan hold a fireworks display during summer. The one for where I live took place yesterday. It’s an annual event of 90-minute fireworks. When I first moved here, the fireworks were visible from the window of my apartment. But soon a house was built right in front of it and blocked the view. I had been out to see them since then and had found a perfect spot near my apartment. But then, Seven Eleven was built right in front of my spot and blocked the view. So, this year, the event started with spot hunting. Soon after the fireworks began, my partner found the spot. It was beside a fence that surrounded a construction site for a condominium that had been abandoned due to the recession. The fence stood on a five-foot-high mound. I needed to stand on the 15-inch-wide edge after climbing the steep mound. While my partner easily reached the spot, I was fighting with my fear of slopes. As I was about to give up, my partner declared that the spot had the most splendid view for the fireworks around here. With his help, I managed to get to the top of the mound in every conceivably clumsy way. There, I made a discovery. In addition to almost all kinds of phobia, I also had a fear of heights. For 90 minutes, I clung to the fence with all my strength that would be unnecessary for people except for me. But, the view was indeed magnificent, the best spot ever for this fireworks display. On top of that, thanks to the height, I got to see the fireworks of Tokyo Disneyland, which I had heard the sound every night but never been able to see from my neighborhood. And today, every muscle in my body is screaming from the climbing and clinging. Nothing ventured, nothing gained…
apartment.
gorgeous apartment
I spent the whole day giving much thought to the apartment that I’d
found. There are numerous cons about the place, but moving in a better
place with my low price range seems impossible. I looked for solutions
for the cons – the soon-out-of-order water pipes and the broken boiler,
except for the neighbor who is wanted for murder, as there’s nothing I
can do about it. Thanks to the Internet and my partner’s unconventional
ideas, I reached the solutions at the end of the day. I was so excited
and happy that moving in that gorgeous apartment was getting feasible. I
got up this morning only to find out that the place had been just
taken. I hope you can imagine how disappointed I am…
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wanted for murder
As I’ve been constantly looking for an apartment online, I found a
pretty good one again. It’s located by a lake near Mt. Fuji and it’s
spacious, furnished and Western-style. Usually, this kind of property is
far above my price range, but this one is discounted considerably so
that it dove into my range. The catch is that the building is very old
by Japanese standards. It’s 36 years old. Still, it’s the most gorgeous
place I could possibly afford. I gathered information about the area,
such as the climate, restaurants, shops and most importantly, the train
and bus schedules because I don’t have a car. I decided to go to look at
the room and sent an e-mail to the real estate company for an
appointment. Meanwhile, I bought a train schedule book and made a
precise plane to go there as a weekend trip. A reply from the real
estate company included the more detailed information about the
apartment. Because it’s old, the water pipes may give out at any moment.
The boiler is broken, too. To finish up, one of the residents is wanted
for murder. It’s not the one again…or, is it…?
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take a long, long time 6/25
I’d like to get down to working on our next song soon, but before that, I need to set up my studio all over again in my new apartment. So far, piles of cardboard boxes have occupied my new place. To make space for a studio, I should unpack those cardboard boxes and sort out their contents. Then, I’ll take measures to soundproof by myself. As I did to the walls of my old apartment, I’ll fix folded cardboard boxes to all over the wall, cover them with soundproof polyurethane, put more cardboard boxes on it as a sandwich, and add soundproof sheets over it. Done with only one side of the wall. I should repeat this for other sides of the wall and the ceiling. I’m a little frustrated at this cumbersome process to start arranging our new song. The melody and the words of the new song have been completed, so that makes me want to start working on the arrangement soon all the more. I know it will only take a long, long time to finish the song once I get down to it after all…
Hidemi Woods 