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Shigure is the dog of the zodiac and the owner of the house where he, Tohru, Yuki and Kyo live.
He is a writer who writes both academic books and romance novels under many pen names.
His most common and celebrated is "Karitani Noa" from his erotic "Summer-Colored Sky" novel.
He loves to drink tea, eat takoyaki, drive his editor, whom he affectionately calls "Miichan",
to tears by feigning the non-completion of his work,
sleep late, and smoke cigarettes.
He's a jokester who occasionally gives advice or purposely stirs up controversy for
the good of everyone in the end.
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The Blog of Shigure Sohma...
Thursday, June 21, 2012
I'm not giving up.
What do we do when the electricity goes out? Do we cease to exist when there's no electricity? We take for granted the value of nothingness, an opportunity to stop. We concentrate on work and business that we forget we ignore about peace and quiet. I'm tired of all this noise from technology. I'm tired of staying connected and keeping connected. When did we start getting stressed from the noise of technology?
I tried spending a day of nothingness, a day without TV, a day without the radio, a day without a cellphone, a day away from noise; it felt really unusual when I spent my time outside while being disconnected from everything. I wonder if I could call it escapism. It felt great.
Boredom prevails when we believe that work is our drive in life. Work is not all the time. And I believe we shouldn't rely on electricity 24/7. We have this faulty belief that work is important. I am restless for magical moments. I am tired. I am bored.
I need to keep going. I know that life may not be the party that we hoped for. But while we're here, we might as well dance. I need to keep going and I know that I should only stop when the work is finished. There's still hope. I mean every breath is a second chance.
rolled on the floor at 2:00 PM
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