I noticed that a towel was placed near the entrance of the hangout. This one little towel means wipe the water drops with the towel if your body is wet with rain.
Those who often visit here for crappy errands
have no special mission. Still, it seems that some people don’t like getting the floor wet.
Someone with a delicate sensibility has prepared a dry towel to warn some unsolicited people. I imagined that this act was conceived by some woman and performed by some man.
Certainly, part of the floor was slightly wet. It was raining yesterday.
Why are the endings of things often shared?
The final outcome of an event is never known, but we know that things can go as planned.
No, things have a certain schedule or process, so as long as the thing has a name, we can imagine the process and the end according to that name.
In short, processes and consequences are hypothetically largely shared, as long as the things that occur have names that are public, conceptual, or have been experienced many times.
So, to put it bluntly, there is a coercion called a plan in the world, and we continue to be bound within it.
Of course, there is a way out of this abominable situation. Let’s deny the schedule and try something without a name.
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I felt sorry for those who were out yesterday, thinking that their bodies or clothes would have been wet. So what’s the weather today?
wonderful. It started to rain. Good grief. I decide to drink something to change my mood.
Warm but weird tea can be drunk immediately if I don’t mind. What if this is terribly unpleasant? But I want a warm drink.
I tried it. So how was the end of that act?
Even I felt sorry for myself.
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