Monday morning. I woke up strangely feeling as if something wonderful happened but I don’t know yet what it is.
Like I received the most-awaited and unexpected spectacular news but I can’t remember what and only the feeling remains.
Like maybe a god had absent-mindedly plucked a thread of my lifeline and thought “that sounds beautiful” and turned a gaze on me.
(this fragment is dated around the time of arrival of the Flower-Marked)