I let out a sigh and sank into the sofa.
Stretch your arms and legs.
Then, just relax and let go of all your tension.
My body sank even further into the sofa.

I returned to Tokyo from the forest house in the afternoon.
There's no one home.
It's strangely quiet.

I can hear the sound of trains passing by.
I can hear a child crying in the neighborhood.

Things that we usually hear unconsciously,
It sounds with a clear outline.

among them,
Time seemed to stop in an instant,
I find myself lying on the sofa, doing nothing.

While vaguely staring at the ceiling,
I hear children crying outside.

This kind of time isn't so bad.

Dinner only needs to be heated up.
Let's make it something we can receive.
Along with a can of beer.

Shōten is about to start.
I have to watch it.