The coldness brings the loneliness. This was written in Japanese in October 29, 1999, and was translated to English in May 3, 2004. This was rewritten in May 6, 2005.						  
	    
When I'm shutting oneself in my room at midnight, it can hear the sounds of softly falling rain through the thin walls. 
			It, starting to rain at the twilight, still is continuing to rain softly and ceaselessly.  Really by what time would it stop raining ? 
When it sees the street through the window, humble lamp of the telegraph pole is floating into the darkness hazily.  It is the long rain of late fall. It feels the smell of cold and wet air slightly. 
Or, would it come snowing soon ? When it gets cold, it feels loneliness. It gets warm, making a fire in the old stove.  Though the quietness soaks into my mind, it would be possible to stand the coldness for the moment. 
			Winter comes soon. It will be lonely winter. 
			  
	 
Cotosiro