I had a day off today. This morning, I joined the daily English Zoom meeting as usual. Today's theme was about whether each participant studied overnight (just through one night before any tests/exams). Whenever I attend this sort of meeting, I wonder if I should tell my opinions actively even though I would let other members be quiet, or if I should keep listening to each one's precious story well enough. Although we usually don't decide who will be the host of any session, I tend to become a quiet "listener" or "audience" who just enjoys other people's English. Probably one of the reasons is certainly my poor English skills, but another possible one is because of this autistic character (who always thinks too much about unrelated things).
TBH, this morning I couldn't sleep well. So after the session and having breakfast, I went to bed again. After that, although I had even thought that I should stay home today because it was cloudy and I had no special tasks to do, I went out from my group home to AEON. There, I went to the bookstore inside it and bought a manga, "Non-special Day - Reason for working" by Soraho Ina [稲空穂『特別じゃない日 はたらく理由』].
After having lunch, I enjoyed reading that Ina's manga for a while. As this journal says, I rarely enjoy manga, so I can't tell simply whether this manga is well-made or not from any (pseudo) critic's position. However, I like this manga very well because, in my opinion, the characters must have their cuteness or charms certainly as "vivid" ones who try to express themselves. I won't say this manga is really a "thrilling" or a "fascinating" one for me; therefore, it can't provide me any deep impact. However, I believe that this manga will "work" inside my mind as a good sort of medicine to heal my stresses bit by bit like "Yotsuba!".
After that, as I've written above, I stayed in my room the whole this afternoon enjoying Ernest Hemingway's early novels in Japanese with several Jazz bangers. Probably, since my 40s, I've started reading Hemingway step by step. Before reading his works, I had been possessed by the bias that said Hemingway's works must have a misogynistic, too-masculine atmosphere (like Yukio Mishima's). However, the more I read his works (even in Japanese), I get attracted to his incredibly sensitive senses' vivid work. TBH, there are a few things I want to write more, but it seems I've already written too long...
