After much deciding I finally came to the conclusion of taking a walk. It’s been a while since I’ve left the house for one reason or another; however, it felt good to take in a breath of clean air. I always love this time of year anyway.
In any case, seeing as I had nowhere to really go, I visited the local park. As expected I saw a multitude of children (some Souma related) running about as though they hadn’t a care in the world. I didn’t know what to be more intrigued about. The way the children practically killed one another in a youthful game of tag, or their ever-lovely mothers. I’m terrible, aren’t I? Alas, the curse of being male.
It wasn’t until I found myself hungry that I realized I’d forgotten to bring some spending yen. The thought of returning home just to eat sounded ridiculous and redundant. So, after much protest from my poor stomach I pushed aside thoughts of eating and continued on to nowhere in particular.
After what felt to be miles of walking, which in reality had only been a mile or so, I returned home only to find a wonderful dinner madeâ€”courtesy of the little flower. Perhaps good things do come to those who wait, or didn’t bring any money in my case.
It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it? Forgive my absence journal, yet so much has been rotating about. Though I must admit I’ve been terribly bored without Yuki-kun, Kyou-kun and Tohru-kun around to entertain me with their usual antics. It feels as though it were only yesterday that those three roamed around the house. Now I’m lucky if I so much as catch a glimpse of one (it’s disappointing, really). I mean don’t get me wrong. They come home to sleep and such though it would appear they’ve taken a liking to frequent outtings.
From what I can gather things at the Main House are as busy as always. Haa-san seems stressed, which really isn’t a surprise considering the poor man looks after so many â€œadoptiveâ€? children. That’s Haa-san for you â€“ a mother to his many chicks.
Upon finding myself some extra time the other day I came across a forgotten DVD of Mogeta buried beneath a stack of old newspapers. Naturally I assumed that one of the kids had left it over during a previous visit so I gathered the case into my hand. However, I found myself watching an episode or two before I fully put it away. Then again is it wrong for an adult to watch a kid’s series, journal?