He sat alone for the time with a bag of sweets on his lap. He had been contemplating on several ideas of how to go about with this new year upon them. Granted that the month was about over, the final days of the last year still haunted him. He had memories to siphon through, and he had some planning to do in case these memories of his would be a part of his present at some point in time. Not to mention that he was delayed in his new year tradition that was skipped due to those recent events.
“I wonder if I even have any bottles stored here...” he wondered to himself. He couldn’t participate in the tradition he had without a bottle of Sake...













