We say "many a little makes a mickle". TBH I am sometimes trying to record the dreams I had recently, and they have got together a little. We also say that talking about dreams would be boring, but I thought that I shouldn't lose the memories about them so I started(I also have been interested in other friends' memories of their dreams). Of course, I can't see if my memories of dreams would be interesting, so I need your opinion. This kind of avant-garde short story is what I wanted to write so I might be a lucky person, although I can't control my dreams freely.
Today was a day off. In the morning I went to Aeon as a habit in the morning. I started reading a book but my head didn't work. I got hurried but I could do nothing. Although this might be the truth if I started working too, I try to ride my wave with a Japanese traditional spirit of boiling rice. "At the beginning, it should be slow, and in the middle, it should be hard". That brings me my sense of doing something and lets me ride the wave again step by step. Recently I have inputted a lot, so I might need to output the learning I have had. Using Facebook like this can be a way of solving that problem. I also can tell friends it as various messages, but sometimes I can get nothing from them even if I wait for it long. Although, of course, that is not strange.
I wrote several things with an air of authority, but in the morning I could get nothing. So after lunch, I took a nap and read Yoshio Kataoka's "Writing Them". This is a collection of essays about The Beatles, Bob Dylan, and Elvis Presley. It attracts me well. I always feel keen intelligence and sensitivity when I read Kataoka's writings. He bravely writes about the confusion he had as clear words, and that stoic and serious attitude makes me moved. His collections of essays are also really interesting, and their design is also cool. I want to get it even if it would be a used book, but I could find it from nowhere.
That night, I read Ryuichi Sakamoto's "Music sets free". Sakamoto is a huge enigma. This book is about the life story that he told us. He is one of the greatest Japanese musicians so famous worldwide, but he has no pressure about his stance. Becoming famous with Bertolucci’s movies, he doesn't show how greedy he is. He also worked as a member of Yellow Magic Orchestra and rode the wave of the 80s, and after that, he released various masterpieces as a solo musician. But all he says is that he has tried to ride a lot of waves of eras every time comes. He learned how to ride them, and that activity lets him be successful. Yes, that kind of life can be there, but I can't imitate his life. A cool attitude that needs the pride to live through.