I became hard mentally in one's youth.
When I looked like it, went to a mountain, the sea, the roof.
I touched it in a huge tree of Mt. Takao.
I walked the sandy beach of Shonan Coast.
I drank cup coffee in the roof of the supermarket called Seiyu.
I looked at several tracks from an elevated platform.
I did it like that and spent it.
I went to meet a friend.
It thinks that I went to encounter a healing tree.
The tree said that the vacancy of the building advanced.

It is the story of my old days.

" Do it like wind in grass containing"
Lyotard quoted words of Dogen.

I hear an old song of Yuko Hara.