by erilaz » Wed Jan 06, 2021 2:36 am
Last month I dreamt that I was at a party, probably on a yacht, and Kamei Eri was there, too. I took her to look for a photo in one of her photobooks, possibly to autograph it. We conversed in English, which she spoke with an accent but very fluently, and I complimented her on how much her English had improved.
This morning I dreamt that I was apparently still living in the town where I grew up, and there was some sort of trade show or fair going on there. I discovered that Morning Musume。 (or at least some of the members) had been at the show, signing autographs, but I had missed them. I saw the booth where they had been, and the Japanese signage and some of the photo cards that they had been signing were still there. The booth was too small to have accommodated the entire group. I tried in vain to think of where the girls might have gone next, so that I could try to see them and maybe take some photos.
"Sometimes it seems as though the whole point of the Japanese writing system is to keep non-Japanese people from understanding what the hell is going on." — Dave Barry