i am what they call "an Osaka-brained"
GIRLS WHEN “I have nothing to say to mother. I tell her the same things every day—what I did in the morning, in the afternoon, in the evening. It only takes a minute. I can’t bear it. I have so little. How can it be so little? I live a blank! Everyday…everyday… I’m always doing the same things. What am I doing everyday? What if i end up like her one day?”