In order to relieve the weariness of weekdays, recently I often spend the weekend at a cottage owned by a family near the lake. The place where it takes one and half hour only to arrives with an express bus from Tokyo is bustling with vacationers in the summer, but it is to comfortable to rest calmly in this season due to few people.
Except for going out to buy groceries, I enjoy reading books and gardening with my girlfriend there, and I felt the time that I spend with her there became something irreplaceable. In a few days her family will visit Japan and tell them about the future she thinks of.
I am not sure if they accept it, but I also have to tell them my thinking. That has become one of my concern, but I know that is not from stress but from my responsibility. I have to persuade them, even though they are my old friends.