Tokyo: It’s Pink Now.

Dear Friends, The sunlight is pink now. It’s 5:23pm and as the sun sets on the brick building across the street, the world glows petal-pink through the still, sheer white curtains. No wind stirs, but the temperature has dropped many degrees since last week and it’s cool inside. Tokyo’s perfect today, even in the swirl…

Some Things…

1) We’ve lived so many hours that the things we’ve forgotten far surpass the things we choose to remember. The people, and places, and names we’ve forgotten can only be brought back with a yellowed photograph or a dinner table mention or a song, and even then, it may be a struggle to remember. My cousin posted a photo…

There Are More Seas

Living in a foreign country can enable one, if they’re not careful, to become very solitary. It’s easy to withdraw into oneself when the primary language spoken is not one’s own, is incomprehensible, and sounds like nothing more than Charlie Brown’s teacher– “Wah wah wah wah wah.” Dear Friend and Friend and Friend and…, Living in a foreign country has…

We Know What We’re Waiting For

1) In this place, I’m not the only one waiting. Boys are waiting, girls are waiting, birds are waiting. It’s coming, and we’re all waiting. Some of us not too patiently, but I’ve been patient. The unraveling of these years, the tapestry of life, has taught me not to fight what cannot be controlled. I’m…

Re: Visiting and Returning to Shimoda

(March 20th) Dear Friends, When I leave Tokyo, barring any unforeseen circumstances, it will be spring. The streets will be lined, as they are today, with cherry blossoms. Trees blooming and blowing pink and white. It will be the frailty of the buds floating, then crushed on concrete, and the balmy air mixed with smoke that…

Foreseeable Disasters

Dear Friends, A few days ago, there were prolonged tremors. Usually, the tremors last a few seconds or at most a minute, but the other morning, they seemed to go on and on. The shaking didn’t faze me at all, and in my half-sleep I thought, “Wow, I’m used to earthquakes now.” It’s amazing the…

Building Blocks: Being “In Love”‏

“Please let me make a true confession, I have never been in love before.” – Bernard Wright (Who Do You Love?) You might think it strange to have as many conversations about romantic love as I’ve had this week, since I’ve never been “in love.” I’ve been in love with many things in this life:…

Doutor… (This Has Nothing To Do With Doutor At All)

Dear Friends, I’ve spent about fifteen minutes trying to untangle the necklace I’d like to wear tomorrow, and since it’s becoming frustrating I’ve decided to take a break. In the fourteen months that I’ve lived in Japan, a number of people have left the school and the country. It’s crazy how many have come and gone…

“The Days Grow Long:” The Shortest Post Ever

I rode the train  to Azabu-Juban, this afternoon, to pick up my apartment keys from Kaz. It took us an hour and a half to go over the documents and sign all the paperwork; two copies of everything. I signed my name to promises like “I won’t burn the apartment down,” “I won’t disturb my neighbors,” “I will…