A Good Morning

これから毎週金曜日は自分が書いた記事を英訳して投稿してみたいと思います。特に深い考えは無いのですが、思いついたのでやってみます。いつまで続くかわからないですが。どなたに読んで頂けるかも分かりませんが。

英語の間違い探しだと思ってどうぞ御笑覧頂ければと思います。
 
今回の原文はこちら。

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6:30 AM in the second half of a week I dragged myself to work. When I opened the door of my tiny studio apartment, I saw a clear blue sky.

"Oh, it won't rain today." I decided to leave my plastic umbrella beside the door. I appreciated the clear morning between humid and hot days in early summer.
 
Such a good morning turned me to the opposite direction from the train station. I took a photo of a flower on the road with my smart phone.

As expected I missed a communter train I usually take and sat on a bench at the platfrom for a while, when I said to myself "it's a lovely day, isn't it?".
 
Seeing my google calendar, I found that it was already Friday and that I was fully occupied on the weekend with a friend's wedding party, basketball practice, and so on.

When I came to think of  time, it's already half-past 2018 and Tokyo Olympics coming in next 2 years. When Tokyo was chosen to be the host city, I imagined what 32-years-old man I would be in 2020. Maybe married? Have a child?

I may not be able to live up to my expectation unfortunately…
 
I learn year by year that time does fly like an arrow. Every birthday, I tell a friend " This year past sooooo fast!" and he replies to me "you say the same thing every year…". Yes, I know that's an age-old cliche.
 
Time is flying and so we have no other choices than to enjoy the day.

Writing, photographing, painting, and meeting something or somebody new will enable me to depict this world more vividly.
 
When I found that the morning I felt special would be an ordinary one to others, I smiled to myself. "you are a lucky boy."