Autumn

The air smells so different in Autumn, which always makes me remember high school outing. Marshmallow is floating in the blue, high high far from me. Tonight I rid my bike to Seijo. I haven't been to Seijo for long. Everything has changed. A very elegant department store is going to open. Nonetheless, the sky in Seijo is still high and with shinning stars as before. Streets are still quiet and peaceful as before.

In Japan, whenever the air is mixed with this sweet smell, I know Autumn has come. It is the 3rd Autumn I spent in Japan.