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110 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 23, 2023
To love a place is to love its people, and to love a place is to let it break your heart.
No one is ever too nervous to sit next to me on the train. I rarely receive the English menu. When I walk into a restaurant in rural Japan, the whole place will never fall silent, and no one will stare at me in fear of having to communicate in English, or worse, simply in fear of me. I will never have the size of my breasts loudly discussed in the onsen on the assumption I don’t understand what’s being said.
We leave broken eggshells behind us all the time; the point is to make them count.
REASONS FOR TEA
To celebrate. To thank someone. To enjoy the scent of different incense. To listen to the rain. To view an autumn moon reflected on a pond outside. To watch snow blanket the garden. To hear the texture of that silence. To walk through freshly fallen snow before dawn on the way to the teahouse. To drink tea by candlelight. To remember someone. To bask in the light, the cool of early summer mornings. Because it is spring. Because the leaves are changing colour. Because it is autumn. Because the plum blossoms are out. Because the world is beautiful. Because why not?
We have so many ways to handle romantic breakups, but so few to navigate friendship breakups. It’s hard to talk about losing close friends. Most of us don’t have the vocabulary for it, because it feels like failing at a compulsory class everyone passes just for turning up. It’s a painful and embarrassing fuck-up, a wound you can’t admit to publicly.
"We take turns becoming the ones who leave. We make ghosts of ourselves and the ones we once loved. Like seasons, we change, transitioning into the next phase of life. We try and fail to forget. We grow, outgrow, and are outgrown. But none of it ever seems to hurt any less."