Harry's B Roads

I am now in Tokyo on business, and today is the ninth day of the stay.
Probably because this is the first time for me to visit the metropolitan city in last three years, I feel a bit uncomfortable in this highly systemized urban space though I used to live here for many years. 

I took the last train yesterday, which was full of drunk or tired-looking businessmen, but they were very quiet.
It seemed to me that everybody wanted to be out-of-touch each other psychologically as well as physically and tried to lose humanity as much as possible.
At the Ochanomizu station, most of them were to change trains.
What surprised me there was that, no sooner did the doors of the train open at the station than the transfer passengers rushed into the next train waiting on the other side of the platform to get a seat.
They were drunk, they were tired, but they ran as if they did so by instinct, and again quietly.
This is an aspect of a Tokyo life.

Then, last night, I had a dream of missing the last train.
I ran and ran to catch the train, but I never reached the station.
My way ahead was just in the darkness.

When I woke up, I felt pain in the back.
I don't know what happend, but I remember I was not quiet either in the dream or after awaking. 

Soon after his receiving the Nobel Peace Prize, I read the full-text of President Barack Obama's acceptance speech at the ceremony and then watched its videos on You Tube.
My impression was that he was honest (probably too honest) about the relationship between war and peace as the head of state, arguing: "There will be times when nations - acting individually or in concert - will find the use of force not only necessary but morally justified."

As he acknowledged, his winning generated controversies both at home and abroad, but I guess it was the President himself that the decision of the Nobel Prize Committee embarrassed most and he (and/or his speech writers) had to agonize over what he can and should deliver at the ceremony as "the Commander-in-Chief of a nation in the midst of two wars."
I believe, however, that such a speech as he made can be done only by the statesman bearing the extremely heavy responsibility, who may make a tough decision about national security the very next moment.
He couldn't have only preached love or virtue as clerics.
I think he was so brave there because, at the place where the term "peace" is praised, he emphasized the role of war.

Since July this year, I teach English and math privately to a junior high school student three times a week.
It is because he and his mother asked me to be a home teacher in order to pass high school entrance examinations early next year.
Although I am not professional in teaching and have other works, I accepted the offer as I had taught him briefly in the summer vacation two years ago and had a good impression of him then.