Strange Weather in Tokyo

My 13 highlights

• The passage of time had been evenly distributed for Kojima, and both his body and mind had developed proportionately. I, on the other hand, still might

• At the foot of the mountain, the fall foliage had yet to change but up here most of the leaves were tinged red or yellow. The air was cool and pleasant, but I had broken into a sweat, due to the fact that I never exercised.

• Dejected, I went to the bathroom and did my business vigorously.

• Within the forest, Sensei seemed quite different from his usual self. He was like a woodland creature who had lived among the trees since ancient times.

• thought about asking about Ayuko—what she was doing these days, what kind of work she did—but since I didn’t really care to know, I decided against

• A crow cried from atop a utility pole. Caw, caw, caw, caw, it called, sounding just like a crow.

• went into the bathroom, and while I sat there, I looked out the small window. As I did my business, I mused that there must be a poem about how depressing it is to look out the window in a toilet and see blue sky.

• “I didn’t sleep that much, did I? It was about an hour.” “To sleep for an hour at someone else’s house is plenty,”

• After we saw the movie, we walked through a park, talking about our reaction to the film. Kojima had been rather impressed by a trick that was employed in the film. I, on the other hand, had been rather impressed by the various hats worn by the lead actress.

• He radiated drunkenness, as if his heavy breathing could reach all the way over to us.

• Sensei was always rather smartly dressed. He would never wear anything trendy like a bolo tie.

• not kept in check, nighttime thoughts are prone to amplification.

• “The twenty-eighth?” I repeated, slowly leafing through my own datebook, despite the fact that there was nothing at all in my schedule. “Yes, that day is fine,” I said with an air of importance. With a big round fountain pen, Sensei wrote on the twenty-eighth in his datebook, Market day, Tsukiko, Noon, Minami-machi bus stop. He had excellent penmanship.