That's me, the man in the title. Who the married woman is I'm not at liberty to disclose.
Autumn has, somewhat belatedly, while at the same time rather suddenly, arrived. I took the bus to work this morning, and at one point almost all passengers turned their heads to look out through the windows for a beautiful view of the city, in the glow of the early morning sun.
At work things have improved a bit, but there is not much joy in going there. I wish it was different, I wish I had the guts to quit and take a trip instead. I'm always more alive traveling than at home. I spent a few weeks in Japan in April and I was probably more at ease there than at any one time I've spent in my apartment since. That's most likely a bad thing, but still, that's how things are.
Soon the winner of the Nobel prize in literature will be announced. On Thursday. I wonder who it might me. Why not Cormac McCarthy?
In case you are wondering, I took the photograph of Mt Fuji.
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What a beautiful picture. Just an FYI, my work situation sucks too. :( Wish I was a millionaire so I didn't have to worry, but darn God gave me a common sense and a sense of reality. :)
Is it that she is "unattainable" ... or is it just her?
That's a good question. I'm not that interested, but she is so overwhelming in her affections for me, that I find it hard to resist. So no, it hasn't got anything to do with "unattainability", but everything to do with her.
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