Addition to the rest of the record on 2012/03/11
Spent a day at a hospital in Osaka from around 13:00 -19:15* and came back to Shinagawa around 23:15, got lost for five minutes, forwent the second from the last train at Sengakuji to call my family, came back to my station a little past 0:00, paid the rest of the fare I did not pay when I hurriedly took the train at Shinagawa, bought food, and got home around 0:15.
(added on 2012/03/13) *Although I had made sure that I could stay longer, making sure the last train was at 21:20, my mother said that I should not go home late, so I left about 30 minutes before the end of the visiting hours of the hospital.
Note: There was no one who harassed me in Osaka. I do not know whether it was because there are only a few people who harass me now anywhere or it was because Osaka people are nicer. Though I noticed many (probably more accurately, most) people I do not know seem to recognize me.
I was surprised that there was no woman who visits me to show off her offspring to me for a reason I do not know-this still happens at least once whenever I go out in Tokyo. I noticed this when a young woman with a baby in her arm rushed past me without looking at me, though I was within her sight. I tested with a couple of families by approaching them but none reacted aggressively or viciously to me. They naturally just viewed me as one of their passers-by.
(added on 2012/03/12) On my way from Shin-Osaka to the hospital, forgetting it’s cheaper to take the loop line to the private railway, I took the subway from Shin-Osaka in accordance with the internet information, the quickest way. I wanted to avoid having lunch only with my father, who habitually peeked my bath and once in a while touched my bust and leg in my college days, always makes me feel uncomfortable to dine with him, and rushed toward my body and was stopped by one of my sisters-this had never happened before-as I escaped when I was taking care of my mother while massaging her leg today. I had told him to call him when I arrived at Shin-Osaka, but I wanted to finish a quick meal before I arrive at the hospital station. I looked for a noodle stand in the stations but there was none or none of them was open, probably because it was Sunday. Near the Keihan-line entrance in Yodoyabashi station, I called my father and was asked repeatedly in a threatening way where I was. I hang up the phone and a few minutes later called again, which he did not answer, and left a message telling where I was and that I was taking the train to the hospital station. I bought some pastry and drink at a stand in Yodoyabashi and had them on the train, which had few people.
On the train on my way home, a man, who got on at Shin-Osaka and got off somewhere between, looked into my eye with evil smile and started reading his phone and a tall and slim man, who got on at Maibara or Nagoya and was still on when I got off at Shinagawa, took the next seat without asking if it was occupied and acted in a way I found somewhat unnatural although he was not a threat at all-(added on 2012/03/13)he kept using his smart phone or electric reader and a tablet never bothering me- and seemed nice when I got out of the seats. –( added on 21012/03/12) In retrospect, I am thankful to him because I was able to avoid having an uncomfortable company after a young woman (nice person) got off.
Because of two consecutive days of deprived sleep, (3 in total and 2 hrs.), I tried to sleep on both ways. One my way to Osaka, a shock which I could not tell was the e-shock or a twitch of nerves in my head occurred, whichever it was, it was unusual anyway. On my way back, I slept 20 minutes or so during the last one hour of the ride. One hour before that, I got clearly the same e-shock once when I was about to sleep but conscious. A young man with a blue and white striped scarf and glasses, middle height or short and middle weight, short hair, was sitting behind me, and when I looked back, he was looking at me with a slight smile.
(added on 2012/03/12 and 13) I saw some of the nice people I see in Tokyo in Osaka and Nagoya, too. They were not the same people, but the same kind of people. They seemed to recognize me but left me alone, even when I was doing stupid and/or unexplainable things*. They were gentle and warm. I could feel good vibes from them. Wishing you all health and good luck! :)
*(added on 2012/03/13) and probably making them wonder what in the world I was up to. For example, while I was on the subway Midosuji-line between Shin-Osaka and Yodoyabashi, instead of taking the loop-line as most visitors do, people who got on the train at Umeda or Higashi-Umeda looked worried half looking at me on the platform before coming into the train, to which I started wondering why there are so many nice but worried people here. I also remember I passed some nice-looking people worriedly, one or two angrily, staring at me from the time I started looking for the way to the subway (Midosuji line) in Shin-Osaka station till I get into the private railway (Keihan line).
Based on the facts I have written above and some other facts that I have reserved to write about, I think, though I am reluctant to, it can be concluded that there are some “nice” people among the truly nice people I see in the street, which I have started feeling a few months ago. Take care, truly nice people, though I know you can handle it! :)
