To my parents' house.
Mother is.Last weekI had completely forgotten.

When something happens,
I thought I'd forget about it by next week,
I have forgotten about it after all,
I find myself feeling relieved.

At times like these, I'm grateful to have dementia.
Dementia isn't all bad.

I also spent time at the forest house,
My mood was completely calm.
Well, it can't be helped...
It was natural for me to think that way.

When the place you spend your time changes,
It changes your mood and your way of thinking.

Especially when you spend time in a forest house surrounded by nature.
You will no longer be distracted by small events.
The pendulum gently swings back to the center.

What nature gives us is
It's really big.

Within a week,
My parents' house, my house in Tokyo, my house in the forest
As I went back and forth between them,
"It must be hard," people often say.

It's true that the journey is long,
It's not physically easy.
But the time spent at the forest house
It definitely supports my heart.

At the time when I was suffering from mental illness,
If I hadn't lived in the forest house,
I wouldn't have recovered as much as I did.

At my parents' house,
As if nothing had happened.
Time passed again today.

My mother also enjoyed this peaceful time.
Have they forgotten?

I just...
Now, in this calm moment
He gently bites it.