abandoned hotels, heat spells

Two of the most visible objects in my town of Ubuyama are gigantic, abandoned hotels. I have now entered a total of three of these abandoned hotels and they are creepy. Certainly some people have come in and vandalized them for amusement. I did not take part (perhaps I am too benign for such a form of entertainment).

And the days dwindle... Chaos creeps in to fill the emptiness of days escaping me. Errands, final visits with friends, and a fervent attempt to make up for lost time all keep me and my mind busy around the clock.

As my house starts to look more and more like an abandoned hotel, I feel more and more like I am about to leave one. I do want to get out; abandoned hotels are not the most pleasant of locales.

And yet just the other day I was walking down a road near my house and found a new path leading down to the river. This was not any ordinary river. It had a carved-stone base like those on parts of Maui and those in Takachiho. The light was beautiful and a few medium-sized waterfalls created a very pleasant atmosphere. Strange wildlife throughout the just as impressive array of flora; it was beautiful, goregeous in fact. I felt I still had not seen most of the (hidden) beauty of my town. I felt that perhaps no one ever has. It was stunning and makes me yearn not to leave so soon.

To make matters painfully worse on that beautiful day, the sun was going down (as it tends to do). Not only does it remind you that time will refuse to cease dwindling, but it brightens up the world around you with warmer colors and more dramatic clouds. It was no way for the beauty of Ubuyama to take pity on me.