Drivers license center in Hiroshima Japan

Renewing A Drivers License

I asked my mother to bring me to a driver’s license center yesterday. It is located 20 minutes from my house by car. When we almost got there, I remembered that I left my driver’s license card in the living room. We had to return home. Anyway, I finished renewing my driver’s license finally. I had grilled mackerel, sauteed spinach with eggs, and simmered eggplant for dinner. I ate too much of that. My life is the same as after retirement. I worried about my future. I fell asleep at 9 p.m.

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Drinking Alone I worked at home as usual but my condition was not so good. I went out to downtown. I went to a computer parts shop. There were some foreigner. I wanted to talk them but I couldn't find any trigger to start talking. After that, I came back to my home town. I was wandering after sunset city. I entered cheap chain bar. There were a couple that a nightclub's lady and an elder man. I thought what is the best life for us. I had deep-fried horse mackerel and sashimi or so. Moreover, I went to-an-Okonomiyaki-restaurant. I-came-back-home-past-10p.m.-then-I-fell-asleep-at-11:30p.m.
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