mugihoBefore it rainsThere was a sense of rain in the air last night on my way home from work.May 11, 2017May 11, 2017
mugihoMellow | somewhere on WordPress.comMellow rhythm and sound walks on a tightrope spread out into hundreds of directions. It is the softness, but not too soft, it is that…May 9, 2017May 9, 2017
mugihoThere is a sense of beginning after finishing a novel.There is a sense of beginning after finishing a novel.May 7, 2017May 7, 2017
mugihoOblivion from the trainI was on the train to Tokyo station, and I remember myself thinking about oblivion, when I was staring at the stone wall of the tunnel…May 4, 2017May 4, 2017
mugihoScreamI usually sit on the left side of the bus. It is the direction of sunrise.May 2, 2017May 2, 2017
mugihomind=desktop viewDesktop. In a world where technology is part of how we live.Apr 30, 2017Apr 30, 2017
mugihoSometimes, I don’t want to wake up at allWhen I wake up in the morning, I feel like my consciousness is not catching up with myself, and I would fall of trip in the daily living…Apr 27, 2017Apr 27, 2017
mugihoFree to write whatever I wantThere was once a story of someone writing a story and that image just drifted into my mind so I am writing like this, listening to what my…Apr 26, 2017Apr 26, 2017
mugihoPlaylist: On the Verge of Autumn | somewhere on WordPress.comSound. It is colour, the way sound finds its place in the corner of a sunset, or the never ending ocean view, or in between the wind coming…Apr 25, 2017Apr 25, 2017