A Rainy Day in Osaka

There's something really rewarding about waking up, having your flatmate give you the newest Astonishing X-Men comic to look forward to later, hanging your washed clothes outside to dry in lieu of a drying machine that uses up too much energy, biking down to the grocery store, putting that little bag of delights in the wire basket affixed to the front of the bicycle, getting caught in the rain on the way back, winding left and right on the little small-town feel streets of my new neighborhood, and cooking a delicious and nutritious meal for yourself.

In other news, I've decided to update this blog with some shorter, random entries instead of big updates on life. I'm writing too many letters that I have a list of people I need to get back to as one of my stickies on my wallpaper. I write that like it's this tedious task I have to perform but I'm enjoying it very, very much. Thanks for all the correspondence, everyone. And I think I prefer the personalized tales of romance, danger, and secret agent adventures, instead of verbose blog entries. I'll still update though, just expect different stuff that will make our friend brevity smile.

But now, to the food. Perhaps the novelty of everything will wear off soon and these wet, rainy days will become a nuisance, but right now I'm quite happy.