Man, what a day! I’m still buzzing from all the craziness in Asahi. Like, seriously, where do I even start?
So, I woke up late. Classic me, right? Alarm didn’t go off. I scrambled outta bed, threw on whatever I could find. I mean, who needs matching socks anyway? Not me! I had a ton of stuff to do at the Asahi City Archives. Gotta love my job, but some days it feels like I’m digging through a mountain of dusty old papers.
I hopped on the train at Asahi Station. It was packed, like sardines in a can. I swear, I was practically nose-to-nose with this dude who smelled like he bathed in soy sauce. Gross! But hey, it’s all part of the charm, right?
Finally, I made it to the archives on Kōen-dōri. The building is this old, beautiful structure. You can feel the history just oozing from the walls. I love it. But today? Ugh. I walk in, and the first thing I see is a huge mess. Papers everywhere! Like, did a tornado hit or something?
I started sorting through the chaos. Found some cool stuff, though. Old photos of Asahi from the 1950s. The streets were so different back then! I mean, no fancy cafes on Kōen-dōri, just dirt roads and bicycles. It was wild. I got lost in the nostalgia for a bit.
Then, outta nowhere, my coworker Yuki bursts in. She’s all flustered, like she just ran a marathon. Turns out, she forgot to submit this huge report. I mean, come on! We’re supposed to be a team, right? I helped her out, but I was fuming inside. Like, how hard is it to remember a deadline?
After that drama, I decided to take a break. I strolled down to the Asahi River. The view is stunning! Cherry blossoms were in full bloom. I snapped a few pics for the ‘gram. Gotta keep my followers updated, ya know?
But then, I saw this kid trying to fish. He was struggling, like, really struggling. I couldn’t help but laugh. He was using a stick and some string. No bait! I walked over and gave him a few tips. He caught a tiny fish, and his face lit up like it was a trophy. Made my day, honestly.
But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my boss. He wants me to come back ASAP. Ugh, the archives are calling. I rushed back, dodging people on the streets. I swear, Asahi’s streets are like an obstacle course.
When I got back, my boss was waiting. He had this serious look. Turns out, we’re getting a new collection of documents from a local historian. Super exciting, but also a ton of work. I was pumped, but also like, “Can I catch a break?”
The day dragged on. I was knee-deep in papers again. My brain was fried. I started daydreaming about food. Ramen, sushi, anything! I could practically taste it.
Finally, I wrapped up for the day. I headed to my fave ramen spot on Chūō-dōri. The owner knows me by name. I ordered my usual—tonkotsu ramen. It’s like a hug in a bowl. I slurped it down like I hadn’t eaten in days.
As I walked home, I couldn’t help but smile. Asahi is wild, chaotic, and sometimes frustrating, but it’s home. I love this city, even on the craziest days.
So yeah, that was my day. Just another rollercoaster in Asahi. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!