pic taken from http://www.basugasubakuhatsu.com/blog/2006/07/page/5/
Walking down a street one summer evening in Tokyo, you’ll see many girls wearing colorful yukata. Their hair are done in such a nice way, with flowers or hairpin adding to the created beauty. The boys are sometimes also dress in yukata, matching the girls they are going out with. When they are hanging out in a group, they will be chatting cheerfully and laughing and teasing each other. When there are just the two of them, the girl and the boy will walk hand in hand, sometimes looking to each other with a deep stare..
Along the street, you’ll see many food vendors. Delicious takoyaki, tasty okonamiyaki, appetizing yakitori, nice yakisoba, cold beer.. The smoke going on the air from the hot grills, the vendors trying to attract customer with their noisy shouting, children crying to get the parents buy them something.. Hmm, what an enchanting atmosphere!
Then suddenly you’ll hear an explosive sound. And there on near dark sky, you’ll see something glittery lighting up the dimness, adorning the dullness. It will compose various interesting forms, sometimes flowery, sometimes waterfall-like, or even heart-shaped ones. You’ll not be able to help but smile wide. But as soon as they appear, so quickly they will be gone. Beautiful they are, those glamorizing fireworks, but only ephemeral..
And that summer evening, I walked alone in the crowd, absorbed in the fascinating ambience, spellbound by the glowing fireworks. My heart filled with a warm feeling. But all of a sudden, I felt so lonely. Everything became so fuzzy, and oh, I felt so lonely! Maybe it was good to be with someone. Maybe afterall, it’s good to miss someone..
*Actually I have posted this entry sometime ago, deleted it, and now I decide to put it here again :)

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