life is an empty.

my really really good Japanese teacher in high school 

passed away this morning.

too sudden, 

of cause, I didn't expect.

my high school year's of home room teacher phoned me 

this afternoon and told me about it.

I suppose to back to my hometown, Aichi.

but I didn't .

actually I had a choice, not the same as when my grand father's.

I cannot take this happen easily.

and at same time, I thought if I were there, I would have taken 

this fact more shortly.

I feel so weird now.

I just cannot stop thinking about him.

my memory in high school was just good,

I mean, too good.

he told me a lot, A LOT.

I just loved his class.

he is a just super good Japanese teacher ever.

he was always thinking about students.

he made me laugh so hardly.

I cannot forget about the time he read a story "羅生門" once.

his way to read was so good and I just loved that story.

I soon be realized this is the fact and cannot keep my eyes off to this fact.

I don't know how long does it take to be understand to my mind.

儚くて、簡単で、とても一言では言い表せない変な気持ち。

いつも時間はかかるんだけど、

今回は消化するのにどんだけかかるんだろう。

人間ってとても簡単になくなっちゃう。

すぐに。

変な気分。

あっという間に2時間。

なんだろうなぁ。