18 months have passed since Mimi left me.
I've almost completely given up to see her again, but whenever I see
beautiful flowers I have a strange sensation that she might appear
in front of me, all of a sudden, with her usual beaming smile.
Well, my PC was broken a month ago and this is the first poem after
it's repaired. My life without PC was an awful one but now it's becoming
more or less normal. My new girlfriend Miki cleans up my place perfectly
and provides me with food. I should appreciate more, perhaps. ( October 2, 2006 )