Hi.
The date has changed and now it's 3 am.
I never go out this late so it sort of feels like I'm dreaming.
On my way home, I can sense the morning approaching.
The light from the construction site seems abnormally bright.
As the car drives through the sleeping city, the sound of the tires echoes loud and clear. The sound of the driver's voice echoes too,
soft and low.
Am I returning the kindness of the driver, faced straight ahead?
Talking to kind people, I can feel myself growing kinder as well.
I’m almost home.
I'll fill the end of the day with gentle memories.
Once I get home, I’m conking out
Zzzz
Oh. We're there.
Be Happy.
Today’s another great day.
BYE-CHIっ.
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