|The backstreets of Gojo, Kyoto|
Sometimes I will think back to some incredibly insignificant detail of my life in Osaka and just be completely floored by how strong a reaction those memories elicit. Nothing is immune - today, glimpsing a photo of Ebisuchō Station on the Sakaisuji subway line, a filthy hovel at best and an unpleasant place to visit even in daylight, caused the wind to just go out of me, remembering those nights I spent wandering Den Den Town.
Of course, that's what I created this blog for. I really hope that at times other expats and ex-expats see my posts and find a little bit of themselves in them, too. Even though the sad nostalgia can be draining at times, it's better to remember well now so that we can continue to remember fondly, later.