There's nothing but iffy idiosyncrasies.
Hereon, we would all be graced upon a confession that everything has been sudden and out of place for the past two weeks. Admittedly, when you have everything passed onto you─the unease regarding its management has a range starting from unknown to exemplified procrastination.
An easy reminder to exist is Izu. I haven't visited the peninsula, but I know how it's an onsen hell─thus, a fitting metaphor to a savage selection where choosing is rendered impossible. Contrary to saying I minded it better if they approached my end, I honestly thought it was better not doing anything at all.
For the first one month, it has been about thoughts regarding how to better write the story I began.