Late last night, I arrived at the forest house.
The cold is, as expected, nothing like Tokyo’s.
Even the few short steps
from the car to the front door
felt like more than I wanted to walk.

This morning, I had errands to run—
driving to a town fifty kilometers away,
stopping by the town hall,
going shopping,
and moving from place to place.

I’ve been driving nonstop since yesterday,
so I’m feeling a bit worn out.

Tonight, after warming up in the bath,
I’ll turn in early!