I'm writing this blog hoping that someday you'll read it.
I'm also writing while recalling various things that have happened so far.
Your father lives without filters for joy, anger, sadness, and pleasure.
I will continue to live and die with you for a long time to come.
Your father tends to bump into things easily.
So
I think about many things all the time. I have many feelings.
Someday you will read Japanese and understand its meaning.
I am writing for that day.