The Midori notebook my cousin Chris got me from his recent trip to Japan is really pretty. This subway map is very nice, and I find humor in that it is all written in Japanese, and I can only appreciate how organized and efficient it looks. 🙂
Also, I have an opportunity to travel to Singapore for a few days in the first week of May, so that got me thinking about subway systems that I will take when I am there. Quite excited. 🙂 (Japan is my next place to go to, fingers crossed.)
When I listen to a song with this cadence, there is a tendency for me to just sit still and stare off into space.
“Lost Stars” is such,and it happens to be one of my favorite tracks on the movie, Begin Again. I watched this movie, with a former significant other a year (or two) ago, and I wanted to watch it because of the low-key setting, the simple story line, and the music. Mostly for the music…it was what drew me to watch it in another city.
It starred Keira Knightley, Adam Levine (already a big pop star) and Mark Ruffalo (fresh from his Hulk stint). It was a love story, yes, about how people change and how you eventually have to be true to yourself in the end.
It was a very creative endeavor, and they made music that was unconventional. They made use of great songwriting, acoustic elements, and recorded around New York City. It was my kind of music-making and artistic expression.
In the movie, Keira’s character wrote this song, Lost Stars as a gift to her boyfriend. She sang it quietly, as a ballad. It was vulnerable and very honest. He took it, but he made it into something that “the audiences loved” and reveled in the way they lost themselves when he used his falsetto.
It was actually the turning point, and the end of what she had always thought. He had promised her that he would perform it as it was meant to be performed in that tender, gentle tone. However, at the end, he forgot himself…and changed it for other people. After that, she was able to finally say goodbye.
I listened to this while I was riding in a public vehicle. This is always best for me, thinking amidst the chaos, being able to detach just so. In that state of semi-detachment, I am able to discern and think about the things that have happened to me recently. In this state, I am neither angry, nor sad, nor frustrated.
I am merely listening to the story, and making it my own.
I was out by the sea one afternoon some time ago, and I saw this pair playing among the mangrove saplings. They were the only two kids there, so I followed them around, trying to see what they would do, while taking pictures of the area.
He held a bottle of beer, the contents of which we joked were probably milk or some other child’s beverage.We couldn’t help but chuckle because the brand of beer he had with him was a popular one, known to have a good “Kick”. Children in action always fascinate me, and this picture was just one of the many that I have taken of children in action over the years.
These two could be siblings, or playmates, and they look roughly the same age. Playtime at the beach edge was probably a daily activity for these kids. These two probably don’t get to play with their gadgets and devices all that often, but instead go out and have their own kind of outdoor fun. He, barefoot and cheeky, was looking at something on her back (or at her in fascination/amusement), while she, was nonchalantly walking.
I, for one, would like to know what both of them were really thinking, and that would have made for a nice little story about kids. In the meantime, this is a photo of a simple life, on a simple beach, one beautiful afternoon. 🙂