Good Read

Yesterday’s visit was a letdown, unfortunately. Since I was already there, I brought a book home with me nonetheless, presuming it could be a pleasing distraction for me. I’m like over halfway through the book now. Right until this point, I can confidently say it serves its purpose. A very liberal and somewhat erotic fiction, explicitly exposing the ugly face of modern youth in the land of the rising sun. Engrossed and losing sense of time, I am. My stomach is growling from within, dragging me out of the fictional world. How about a delivery meal? I suppose it’s alright to indulge in such convenience once in a while. Picking up the house phone which I hardly use, I dial the numbers accordingly and make my order. The dial tone sounds nostalgic, or should I say obsolete? With that taken care of, I’m off to the other world. I think it’s probable to finish two chapters before the bell rings.