Wake up to the sound of a hototogisu (little cuckoo). The futon is thin; your back hurts. This is good pain. 6:00 AM: Meet your friend at the torii gate of the abandoned shrine. You don't pray. You race to the river. 7:00 AM - 10:00 AM: River time. You catch ugui (freshwater fish) with a net made of a shōyu bottle and gauze. You lie on the river stones. The sun bleaches your hair a lighter brown. 12:00 PM: Lunch. Cold sōmen noodles. The ginger floats in the dipping sauce. You slurp loudly. It is the only sound allowed. 2:00 PM - 4:00 PM: The Inemuri (afternoon nap). The fan oscillates back and forth. You are lying on the tatami. Your friend is reading a faded manga from 1998. You fall asleep drooling on a yukata sleeve. 6:00 PM: Yotogimichi proper. You walk to the senbei (rice cracker) shop at the base of the mountain. You buy 200 yen worth of kakinotane . You share them walking home. The fireflies are starting to blink. 8:00 PM: Hanabi (fireworks). Not the big city kind. The small, dangerous, handheld kind. You spin a senkou-hanabi (sparkler) too close to your friend’s face. The smoke smells of sulfur and summer. 10:00 PM: You hear the furin (wind chime). The sound is glass against glass. You look at the moon. You realize you haven't checked your phone in 14 hours. You don't care.