Photo3_dArKred

Small flowers by the roadside (_itokanasikimonotachi_)

Inner white darkness

(続き)

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It's hot and unbearable.
There are several exhibitions in the DMs I received that I would like to take a peek at. But when I think of the heat and the crowds, I think it's impossible.
I don't think I like beer that much, and even though I go out of my way to drink warm beer, it reminds me of the taste of beer in the morning.
Even though the end of the rainy season has not been declared, the summer fatigue has already begun.

All the drinking places in my head have already gone out of business.
However, as I was having frozen Soba noodles for lunch, returning them to running water, and drinking two glasses of cold sake with a side dish of red stingray congealed in a pot that I had prepared and chilled the day before, I began to think that it was a dream that the place had gone out of business. If I beat the heat and go out into the city like I used to, I bet the shops are still thriving as they used to be.
I also recall my wife's voice ridiculing me, saying, "I thought when you retired you would go out for a lunchtime drink on your own at least once a week."
Everyone is gone and I haven't spoken to anyone for days now. My house where the laughter has died out. If I think about it ......, the current reality is far more false than the casual dreams.

The silicone doll, dressed in white for fear of colour migration, seems to have a peculiar light that is nestled beside it.
I felt that even I, such as I am, could be transformed into that light.

暑くて堪らない。
頂いたDMの中には覗いてみたい展示も幾つか。しかし、暑さと人の多さを想うと、やっぱり無理だと考える。
さほどビールが好きだとは思わないし、わざわざ温いビールを飲むくせに、朝からビールの味を思い起こす。
梅雨明けの宣言はなくても、既に夏バテが始まっている。

頭の中にある飲み屋は、もう廃業してしまったところばかり。
しかし、昼食として、冷凍の蕎麦を流水で戻し、前日から拵え冷やしていたアカエイの煮凝りをアテにして、ぐい呑み二杯の冷酒を飲んでいたら、店が廃業してしまったというのは夢の話ではないかと思えてくる。暑さに負けず、昔のように街中へ出ていけば、なんら変わらずに盛業中の店を目撃するのではないのか。
「退職したら、最低でも週一回は、独りで昼食時飲みに行くのだと思っていたのに」と揶揄う妻の声も思い出す。
誰も彼も、いなくなってしまい、もう何日も会話の記憶がない。笑い声の絶えてしまった家。……考えてみれば今の現実の方が、他愛ない夢よりも遥かにウソくさい。

色移りを恐れ、白い衣装を着せたシリコンドールの傍には、独特の光が寄り添っているように見える。
こんな私でも、その光になら、成り変われるような気がした。