I don't know what it's been like in other parts of these fair islands but the weather in Tokyo has been a little apocalyptic as of late. A long earthquake last night and flash rains this past week and I have to remind myself we are in the middle of a hot summer.
Something the beau said last night has really stayed with me ever since I woke up this morning. This past week marks both dates of the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki and so he had been watching something on TV about Nagasaki while I was trying to sleep off a headache. He came into the bedroom and seemed to really want to explain the Japanese consciousness of the bombings and a collective feeling in August in Japan that relates to obon, the anniversaries of the bombings and the koshien high school baseball series. I was already half unconscious but he left me by saying that when there is a lot of rain and stormy weather in August, Japanese people believe it is the tears of those who died in the bombings.
That is all.