I’ve fallen over from watching new anime blind.
That calm, deep blue. High-pressure Autumn air clusters. North American life. A suburbian existance characterizes the later part of my childhood. And not just any suburb, but one closely attached to a big metropolitan area. I’ve done this, just not during recess.
And I can’t get up. Out from the pit that Red Garden has got me. Like a dominatrix with her hand around your balls? Innocent lamb in the jaws of Satan? No, more like escapism and someone who wants to run.
I like autumn, honestly. It’s not so much of the melancholy (although it is fitting, compared to spring and summer) but the weather is just better, it’s a time when people get down to work and that really sets me up to apperciate each passing day.
It’s an Izumi Maki moment.
Red Garden’s the best new show, so far, though Asatte no Houkou isn’t far behind.