Nostalgia of Life
Welcome
Come, come in. I’ve been waiting for you.
How about some hot wine? Cinnamon, cloves, orange, and cranberries—
I’ve added them all.
Cinnamon for your digestion, orange for your vitamins.
I can tell you’ve been tired lately,
I can tell, now that you’ve come.
Yes, you see, the world is like a filter bubble,
The solutions you find may just spin around in circles in your mind.
How about we look at another world for just a little while?
There’s a small box over there. Yes, that one.
Open it, please.
Ah, the key should be right at your feet.
Nostalgia of Life
Round and round,
Washing, drying, folding, feeling refreshed,
Washing, drying, folding, refreshed again.
But the laundry never gets done.
I want to do something new, but
The laundry, it just won’t stop piling up.
Round and round,
Round and round.
Valentine’s Day
I still regret missing Valentine’s Day.
You and I, we know, deep down,
That we are each other’s priority.
But still, actions and words are needed sometimes.
We are separate people, and balance is necessary.
The world is complicated.
That Coffee
I wake up to the smell of coffee, pure bliss.
That coffee I bought,
That coffee I roast,
That coffee I bring,
That coffee I grow.
The scent of coffee weaves a tale,
Of love, brewed into each day.
Squid
No matter how you prepare it, the squid is still squid.
Whether it’s in the aquarium,
Or pickled, or fried,
It’s still the squid, in every form.
The Metronome’s Sound
The sound of a metronome,
On a street corner,
Ah, I remember someone once had their eye on that metronome.
The Pink Elephant
An elephant is always pink,
It’s decided.
So I paint it pink,
I make it pink.
Natalie
When you came to my house, you were just a small moss ball,
But now, without me noticing,
You’ve grown,
And new shoots are sprouting,
You’re turning into a tree.
Almost Dawn
It’s almost dawn, so it doesn’t matter if you stay awake or fall asleep.
No need to force yourself to sleep.
If strange thoughts start to swirl around,
If tension and fear of tomorrow keep you awake,
If your body feels uneasy,
Shall we read a book?
Or perhaps a cup of herbal tea?
The dawn is almost here.
It’s so close now.
The Ceiling
When I attached a ceiling to my feet,
I thought I could walk on it,
And surprisingly, life went on,
As usual.
The Local Bakery
There’s a bakery near here.
I pass by it every day,
The smell of fresh bread,
Inviting me in.
Events
Where do events come from?
January, February—
Does someone get happy because of them?
I want to celebrate you,
But sometimes, it’s easier just to let go,
And not do anything at all.
The Sound of the Pool
The pool I used to visit often appears in my dreams.
I remember the octopus sign,
And the wave pool swaying proudly,
While I kept going around the lazy river,
Stopping halfway to buy an American dog.
When I close my eyes,
I hear the joy of everyone around me.
