There was a two mile long tunnel in Miyazaki-ken on my drive. It was empty, quiet, mind-numbing. I could almost imagine hallucinating just out of boredom from driving with those vertical cones on your right and the concrete wall on your left, over and over. It was in the middle of nowhere, coincidentally.
The bureaucratic nonsense following my fenderbender is making me want to get out of this place. As are the endless, incredibly boring ceremonies. I think I am feeling more and more like an alien here. I need to get out! Exit please! Luckily my contract ends this summer and before then I am going to run across these hills as if being chased by ten ligers (tigers+lions).
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