April 29, 2003

You were sunny, and we went iking near the house. We left at 9:34, hiked up high enough to see the house, then turned around. We stopped at a festival held at the car park at the base of the mountain and watched local people and Shinto priests fire walk over hot coals. After Rumiko had showered we went to Tsutaya to rend “Bad Company”. Rumiko bought books and we had lunch at McDonald’s. We both tried their new something-or-other burger. We had to ask what was on it because we couldn’t tell from the picture at the counter. We bought rods to hang outside the bedroom window, to hang futon from, and beer and cat food, too, at Musashi, and then came home. It was a windy day and the futon that Rumiko had hung up before we went hiking had blown down. We had curry for dinner, sat with the cat, watched most of the video, and went to bed around 10:00. I had disjointed dreams and woke up in a fright when the telephone started beeping, not ringing, but beeping after a heavy wind had slapped the curtain against the phone stand and knocked it over. I was sure my family was trying to call to say my father had died.