BGM: The Beatles - A Day In The Life
TBH, on 15th of this month I will have a presentation of a meeting so I have thought what I should do at that turn, and decided to tell the other members about my days simply. The title of the presentation is "Eight Days A Week", which comes from (you may already know) The Beatles' banger. What things will I write? How about telling my daily routines to them? For example...
I worked late today. Although I went to AEON this morning to think about something or read any book, I couldn't do that (maybe because of a certain, inner pressure.) So I started writing various facts about/around me on my memo pad like Sartre's novel's main character. What have I done? For example, I had visited the library to borrow some books, and after that I came here - now I start writing this with Rod Stewart's sweet songs, etc.
At 11 am, I finally had gotten bored with this wasteful time so start reading one of the books I had borrowed (燃え殻『断片的回顧録』.) Suddenly, I got an idea. "What kinds of ideas do other people can have within their heads?". For example, a person at a cleaning shop (from this viewpoint, I can see she is surely sitting at there.) seems thinking something with watching the people is going in front of her. If I were her, I must have started reading something because I can't endure staying still.
I remember this - once, some people had recommended me changing my job and starting a new life. A city officer, a teacher at any private school/cram (but what can I teach to students? English?), an owner of a seller at any used book store - but anyhow, I have been an employee of a department store. I have never thought this job can have been the calling for me (I must have been an useless person at the workplace.) But, as an old proverb says "The Dogs Bark, But The Caravan Goes On"!
BTW, why have I never chosen any life as a hikikomori person? Why have I kept on working? I can't see. I won't say the lives as hikikomori people must be absolutely bad/prohibited. But, why have I done live this life? Oh, life must be enigmatic.
