It’s been dark and rainy all day. I ended up having to bike to work this morning and am not looking forward to the wet bike ride home.
This week has not been a good week. Lots of strange things have happened around me and I’m just wanting to climb under my duvet and wake up next week sometime. I’ve actually cried quite a bit this week. I’m going through some stuff, my friends are going through some things, people are dying and it just seems like it’s pretty dark right now. Maybe that’s just November. Apparently it IS actually the cruelest month.
This morning it was raining so I decided to take the train to work. When I left my building I noticed lots of people milling around bus stops and ambulances and fire trucks and emergency crew everywhere. I couldn’t tell what was happening so I crossed the street and made my way down to the train tracks. Tons of people were there, the gate was closed off and it was utter chaos. Well OK not utter chaos but still chaos for Japan. People were shouting, emergency crews were at work, and the sign with the train times was flashing red. I waited for a bit trying to figure out if I should continue waiting or make other arrangements. Then some man started yelling over his megaphone and people were instructed to move back because they were bringing a body up from the tracks. It was discrete but there it was. Someone had jumped.. or been pushed but either way.. someone had died.
Apparently we’re heading into a bit of a suicide period in Japan. How bleak. The whole suicide thing is really upsetting. This is the fourth one I’ve heard about in the last 10 days or so. To be at the point where you actually want to end it all must be so awful. It’s horrible and sad and a great many things. I also learned that apparently committing suicide really messes up the trains and so the bill is sent to the person’s family.
Anyway this post is rather dark so I’m going to end it but the good thing is that it’s nearly the weekend and this hours away from being over!
Oh honey…big hugs from Canada! ~Sarah