Thinking of a Post Title Is the Hardest Part

In Omura, the land where I live, there is a military base.  There is at least one member who must be on really extremely active duty because I see him biking home(?) in fatigues EVERY SINGLE DAY.  In fact, he is the only person I see in fatigues, but I see him every day.  But the best part is that I said "duty."  Hahahahaha.

On my way to work every morning and on my way home from work every evening there is one curve (that I think I've mentioned before) where the view is suddenly breathtaking.  It's not that it's exceptionally beautiful (although it usually is), it's that for some reason every time I drive past I have a fleeting image of my car flying over the side where the view is.  In actuality, the hill isn't that steep, the curve isn't that acute, and if I were to fly over the edge I would not really "fly" but rather "roll slowly into some hedges."  But still, every time it gets me.

I have tried several times unsuccessfully to capture the awe of that curve/view in a photo, but I can't seem to get it.  And speaking of photos, I was actually all set to take some after work today DESPITE the rain, because it was soooo warm.  But because of the rain(?), by the time I got off work it was considerably colder and I didn't feel like walking around.  So instead here's a photo of me writing this blog. Notice the text layout is different in the picture since I hadn't added the picture yet.  Isn't that wild?

There is actually a photo I want to share but I'm having a hard time finding the right time to take it.  You see, I think the little puff of smoke coming from the train on the playground at the school behind my apartment looks like a human skull.  But if I wait until night, the playground is locked up.  If I go during the day, there are kids and parents there, and I don't want to be the creepy neighborhood foreigner who takes pictures of children's skull-shaped playground facilities.

One last thing I'd like to mention today.  I have lately been feeling pretty happy that Omura is surrounded by mountains on most sides and the sea on most other sides.  I feel like it's really easy to explore the town because I can't get TOO lost before I get my bearings by locating the mountains or the sea.  But it does have a Truman Show feel to it.  Moreover, thanks to a tip-off from my beloved Mother, I can't shake this slow-burning, nagging feeling that my entire life is an elaborate hoax.  That's thanks to her in part for pointing out that the acronym for my new job title is SCAM.  There do seem to be a LOT of "security" cameras in this town.  I only wish that I could hear the laugh track.