This morning, while I was riding my bike along the river of Tsurumi on my way to work, I saw a dog and its pet human. Maybe it was the other way around but I stand by my impression. The dog was biting and tagging on its leash. Then from out of nowhere, I started singing:
Will you let me go?
No, we will not let you go.
Let him go!
We will not let you go!
And just like that, the rest of my commute was filled with angst.