About how having nothing is so much greater than... ...anything else.

Thanks to the development of the number of recent events a strong feeling of reaching adulthood has overcome me.
Adulthood strictly in the practical sense, determinedly refusing to take into consideration the mental states and behaviour of self.
Last week, from Wednesday night, when I met Renchan and Ryochan in Kyoto to accompany them on a moving-truck-fee-free journey to Nagoya which developed into a very individual type of a moving adventure in itself, until Sunday I was, indeed, in Nagoya, taking the Skygarden (the new Bero先生 work place) summer school, enjoying promenading in a summery city and chasing after means of accommodation. Together with Hideちゃん and Renちゃん, my good fairies for the days.
After a lengthy session at the estate agent`s, Smile Home, after me almost pulling my hair, all gone grey by that time, at the realizatgion of the helplessness of my situation resulting in me eventually losing my fight against the system I, with brave determination, set my self to fight, I found a house. An orange one. On a small hill. A very tiny flat in this small orange house on a top of a small hill is now mine. Is is so small you can just about walk in a straight line with a small circle in the end of it in it but the view is the bestest best of all ever and it is only mine.

The next major thing that happened recently, yesterday, was my purchase of a flight ticket to England, in order to come home to Slovakia for Christmas (no, it`s not wrong, mum and I are feeling the need for luxurious expenses and are taking a longcut via Paris).
All good and all however the next moment, after feeling rather well off for a short period of time, I do find myself once again pennyless.
I had this warm feeling of security with 300 000 Yen in my account just one week ago. Though I didn`t feel any extasy or elation, the notion felt flat and perhaps was even pushing towards more greediness. Nevertheless, against all my expectations, now that I have spent all of it and I have nothing again, I do not feel bad nor angry nor upset. I feel even warmer, for happiness is spreading through me like a flame chasing an oil stain, a feeling of inner satisfaction and peace of mind and my ever wandering soul is maybe slowly finding its way into my heart. I feel I have a purpose.
For the first time in my life I have this feeling of this now, and it`s the feeling of the rightest thing of all.

*Oh, and after a year long search in the most technically developed civilization on Earth, after endless resultless enquiries that have over the time become somewhat of a habit without a real purpose, I have managed to open an account today which will provide me with a Visa Debit Cash Card (until now the only way to have a VISA Card was to subscribe the the Creditial Devil). I was the first customer to have it ordered (well, in Fukuchiyama, but what do you know) and probably the richest one too; the balance on my new Japan Post account is exactly 10Yen.
And suddenly another wave of inner self-status satisfaction comes over me...*__*

Camping by the River (About how I did and didn`t write about my camping adventure)

So.
I was slightly annoyed but in a rather self-condescending humorous way about what happened to this input written wonderfully artistically with beautiful language nuances when I left Nagoya on Sunday. Things keep happening to me that I persuade myself to understand as a lesson to be learned so I can go on without any negative energy floating about my insides, though sometimes I stop for a moment and wonder, just like now, why can`t I simply learn from the one encounter like such and apply it to all the other ones that are in some way or another related (it`s always a blog, that should be enough to qualify as related) to it and that I come accross.
Well, I wrote on a Sunday morning and left on a Sunday afternoon, leaving this jewel of a literary opus open on Renchan`s PC and of course, during the time I stopped writing, went to Kakuozan festival, packed, bought a new 13 Moon Calendar note book for the new year commencing as off 26th of July (not strange, not weird, not magic, it`s Mayan), kissed Hidechan goodbye, got on a train, realized what happened and in a mental rush emailed Renchan to begin an art saving emergency action, of course the session had expired.
And so I`d better start again.