I have visited my parents' house two weekends in a row. My mum offered to pick me up at the station but I preferred to take a long walk through my old neighborhood, a rice field with lots of memories. When I was an elementary school student, I used to enjoy picking flowers there. When I was a junior high school student, I used to sit on the riverbank with my friend and talk until it got dark. When I was a high school student, I rode through there to school on my bicycle every day and enjoyed looking at the scenery that changes with the seasons. It's only a 15-minute train ride from where I live now, Tokyo. Still it has this open sky. I probably should come back here again in spring,