Switching into Spring Mode

 A thin yellow film on the car hood announces the arrival of pollen season in Japan. As spring approaches, everyday scenes—from cheerful groups of high-school travelers to crowded train platforms—offer small reminders that the season is changing, even as work and responsibilities keep piling up.

The hood of my car is covered with a faint yellow film.

For the next several weeks, pollen will be at its peak.

Headaches, coughing, runny nose—every year I struggle with hay fever.

On trains and in station concourses, groups of young girls have begun to stand out.

Some are carrying large shopping bags from the theme park in Urayasu.

They are probably high school students who have come to Tokyo on graduation trips.
They laugh loudly and excitedly, clearly enjoying themselves.

I hope that each of their lives will be filled with hope and happiness.

But as if to cast a shadow over such cheerful trips, a train accident involving a person on the tracks occurred last night. Both the Yokosuka Line and the Tokaido Line were suspended for hours.

At the terminal station, the platforms were overflowing with people. Many stood staring at their smartphone screens, probably searching for alternative routes, looking somewhat lost.

I had a web meeting scheduled at 8 p.m. and had planned to join by chat, but I could not even board a train. In the end, I participated from a bench on the station platform that I barely managed to secure.

I thought I might at least be able to speak, but the station announcements were constant. In the end, I could not say a word during the meeting.

The bench on the platform at night was cold.

Even after the meeting ended, the trains were slow to resume, and it took me another hour longer than usual to get home.

Because the trains were so crowded, I used the Green Car on the way back.

I managed to get an aisle seat, but across from me a woman had placed her luggage on the empty seat next to her, effectively occupying two seats.
Her seatback was fully reclined, leaving the person behind her looking rather uncomfortable.

When someone is sitting behind you, it seems considerate to recline only halfway. Yet many people do not think that way.
It is often discussed on airplanes as well, so perhaps it is a universal issue.

Still, even a small number of such people can cause a surprising amount of stress.

Eventually someone asked for the seat, and she reluctantly moved her luggage, dropping it with a loud and rather careless motion.
Why are there people like that?

It is hard to claim that Japanese manners are always exemplary.

In any case, it is already March 5.

Looking at the calendar, I see that next week alone I have four deadlines and lectures.
On top of that, I should probably start preparing for a research meeting scheduled for next January.

After many years in the field, one becomes involved in many different activities, and there are responsibilities that one ends up accepting almost by circumstance.

But it is no longer easy to push through everything with sheer stamina as I once did.

Perhaps I should stop aiming for perfection, but that is easier said than done.

It seems time to raise my energy and switch fully into spring mode.