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Listen IV: Saya’s “Natsu Shigure”

On the afternoon of June 30, 2025, I ran a few errands in the nearest business district. And when I was about to finish the final errand, heavy rain poured. I brought my portable umbrella (I always do because I’m vigilant in a way), but still… damn.

I waited several minutes for the weather to calm down, but I also wanted to go to my favorite cafe, Satchmi, early. So, I switched on my wireless earphones, opened my umbrella, pressed the shuffle mode on “My Favorite Songs” playlist on Spotify, went outside the building, hit the play button, and started walking. During my first steps, the sun slightly appeared while it was still raining.

The first song that Spotify played was the perfect soundtrack during that sunny yet rainy walk to my favorite cafe. What’s the song? It’s “Natsu Shigure” (夏しぐれ), my favorite song from Saya (冴夜), my recent favorite singer-songwriter hailing from Japan. “Natsu Shigure” means “Summer Drizzle” or “Summer Shower” in Japanese.

10-Minute Warning CLXVIII

Hello, Diary. Let me explain the lack of updates since Monday.

In my current job as an admin assistant, being busier during the first week of the month is pretty normal. But since this week started, I’m so swamped to the point that I don’t even have time to write here on The Diary or even offline. (Well, until now. I’m using my afternoon break to make time for blogging this quickly. And that’s it.) Yes, I also have time after work, but recently, I have been using that time to rest and take it easy. That is how busy I am lately.

I hope to find more blogging time this coming weekend… or perhaps tomorrow because I have a lot of things on my mind.

10-Minute Warning CLXIII

OK. What can I tell here under 10 minutes?

Today has been a sad day for me.

I woke up feeling sad. I’m sad when I had my breakfast. I’m sad when I took a bath. I’m sad when I opened my laptop and worked for a few hours. I’m sad when I had my late lunch. I’m sad when I looked for a job. I brought my sadness to my afternoon nap, and I woke up again still feeling sad. I’m sad when I had my dinner. I’m sad when I watched the movie Meet Joe Black, and I’m still sad while I’m writing this.

And all of this, I don’t know why I’m sad. All I know is that I’m sad, and I just hope I will not be sad tomorrow.