me in my mid 30's
The lower half of the storage shelf in the living room is a drawer with towels and other items, but the upper half is cluttered with New Year's card spellings, albums, cookbooks, desk mirrors, and brush holders. When I took out the mask box I bought to secure the space to put the storage box containing the medicine my mother took there, I found a paper bag about A5 in the back. There were still about 10 photos before pasting them into the album. I was standing in front of the stone monument of Nagate Cape. I didn't immediately know where Cape Nagate was, so I looked it up and it turned out to be the southwestern part of Sado Island. After I got married, there was a time when I would drive from Kanazawa to nearby places like every year, going to places like Sado, Noto, Katsuyama, and Obama. I remember crossing Sado Island with my favorite car Bluebird SSS, but I didn't remember the place name Nagate Misaki. I had long hair and was skinny. Maybe my wife is pressing the shutter and I'm looking at her with a calm face. However, I am not energetic, or rather, I don't feel ambition. I looks like I haven't become myself yet. At that time, I probably didn't have the confidence to live. I was a salaried worker, but I had almost no desire to get ahead in the company, and I think I was disrespecting the company. It can be said that the long hair is a manifestation of that. I still looks like my playing around. At that time, I was in my mid-thirties, and I had not yet encountered a wall in my life, so instead of looking at myself from the outside in photographs, I feel like I was in a state of happiness when I looked back on my inner self at that time. I was in a peaceful, loose life for a while. I think I'm living hard now that I'm in middle age. At least I feel that my heart is richer than now.