Scribbles

I want to scribble again after a period of dryness for words. Now that my daughter is eight months old, I can hear the call of ideas shouting inside my head again. Although I have not put my way of expressing a thought into practice, I’m willing to give it another shot. With a bit of luck, I wish to be enthused once more.

Monday, October 04, 2004

久美子

My new friend's name is Kumiko. She's fretting about her Takumi. I think that's the name of her beau. She said Takumi is her everything. But she's paranoid that she's stealing Takumi's time with his family. Kumiko thinks everyone hates her. She couldn’t provide me with any unseemly instances that's why I couldn't give her the answer she needs. I don't know if I should tell her not to feel guilty because in the first place Takumi is her beau not Takumi's family. She told me she has experienced this with her past relationship, and feared it would happen again. She wanted to see Takumi all the time but she's paranoid. She couldn't even tell Takumi about her past experiences regarding this matter. Now she's thinking of every excuse she could.

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