A prisoner's sunset

I never went out of my house for three straight days, doing a little program for my last homework in Civil Engineering Analysis. My eyes were like this x-x infront of mounting excel files, and I fed myself with all possible variations of fried rice that I can cook. I sat and lurked in the dark, too, which can be joyfully maddening when you're thinking of numbers. I also learned that my brain works consistently if I'm listening to jazz radio. (I'm geek like that).




Fortunately, during those times, there was really nothing outside to look forward to. Weather in Tokyo has been pretty grey and rainy, and even to buy bento next block was the hardest thing.





Yesterday, I finished my program. It was the first time I went out, and it felt like it was my first time to see sunshine, too, like my rebirth or something.

Before I handed-out my results to my professor, I had to bask myself with the first sunset that I saw after what felt like a looooong time. Happy weekend everyone! This weekend feels like a real weekend for me.