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.