My second book of Masuda's prose and the first one I've gotten along with, yea! The super short essays (~two pages) are potato chip reads, perfect for reading between stations on the train or any other "inbetween" time.
Each essay stands on its own - they were originally written as a newspaper column - but they hang together and themes emerge. An ideal "purse read" for me... so ideal, in fact, that I could only bring myself to read it when I was out and about. These times of isolation have changed that, though, so I polished off the last 50 pages as part of a readathon. Happy to have it join the other Masuda books on my read shelf.