Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from all the craziness in Bibai. Like, where do I even start?
So, I woke up, right? Sun shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” LOL, boy was I wrong. I hit the streets, and first stop was the Bibai City Hall. You know, just doing my psychologist thing, helping folks out. But as soon as I step in, I see this line snaking out the door. I’m talkin’ a line longer than the one for the latest iPhone.
I’m standing there, and this dude in front of me is just losing it. He’s like, “I’ve been waiting for an hour!” I’m like, “Bro, chill. It’s Bibai, not Tokyo.” But he’s not having it. I mean, I get it, waiting sucks. But c’mon, it’s just a city hall.
Finally, I get to the front, and the lady behind the counter is super nice. She’s like, “How can I help you?” And I’m like, “I just need some forms.” But then she starts talking about the history of Bibai. I’m like, “Lady, I’m not here for a history lesson!” But she’s all about the coal mining past and how Bibai was once a bustling hub. I’m just nodding, thinking, “Yeah, cool story, but I got clients to see!”
After that, I head over to the Bibai Park. It’s a nice spot, you know? Trees everywhere, kids playing, and I’m just trying to catch my breath. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs into me with a soccer ball. I’m like, “Whoa, watch it, little dude!” He just laughs and runs off. Kids, man. They’re wild.
Then I decide to grab some lunch at this little ramen joint on Chuo-dori. Best ramen ever! I’m slurping away, and this old guy next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about how Bibai used to have a ton of festivals. I’m like, “Dude, I’m all about that festival life!” But then he goes on about how they used to have a coal festival. I’m thinking, “Coal? Really? That’s the best you got?”
After lunch, I’m feeling good, right? But then I get a call from a client. She’s in tears, saying her boyfriend just broke up with her. I’m like, “Ugh, not today!” But I can’t just ignore her. So, I find a quiet spot near the Bibai River. It’s beautiful there, but my heart’s heavy. I’m trying to be all supportive, but inside I’m like, “Why can’t people just communicate?”
Then, out of nowhere, it starts pouring rain. I’m talking torrential downpour! I’m scrambling to find cover, and I end up ducking into this tiny café on Kawai Street. I’m soaked, looking like a drowned rat. But the barista is super chill and hands me a hot coffee. I’m like, “Thanks, I needed this!”
As I’m sipping my coffee, I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going at it, and I’m just sitting there, eavesdropping like it’s a reality show. The guy’s like, “You never listen!” and the girl’s like, “Well, you never talk!” I’m thinking, “Man, if only they knew a psychologist was right there!”
Finally, the rain stops, and I’m like, “Okay, time to head home.” But as I’m walking back, I see this street performer on the corner of Sakae-dori. He’s playing the guitar and singing some catchy tune. I can’t help but stop and listen. It’s like the universe is telling me to chill out. I throw him a few yen, and he gives me a nod.
By the time I get home, I’m exhausted but kinda happy. Bibai is wild, man. It’s got its quirks, its ups and downs, but it’s home. I flop onto my couch, thinking about all the crazy stuff that happened today. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
So yeah, that was my day in Bibai. Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of chaos. Just another day in the life of a psychologist, I guess!