Valentine's

Feb 15, 2008 00:01

The moon hangs over the shadow that is Fuji on the horizon, a half crescent tipped on its side like an open hand or a waiting cup. I go to get a pack of cigarettes because the luxury and nostalgia of cheap Japanese wine with real American cheese is simply incomplete without a cigarette. なつかしい. On the way, I wonder how it is I've adapted so easily ( Read more... )

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Well written! pnolan February 14 2008, 18:41:10 UTC
I liked the feel of your entry, gaijinxy! It reminded me so much of some lonely/alone time I spent in Japan. You expressed some of my sentiments precisely. I especially liked what you said about the general gaijin position we are in.

"I have no anonymity here, only the pseudonymity which comes with being a cipher for The American. My movements trace a figure of the average foreigner in the imaginations of every Japanese person I happen even to walk by."

Nicely put!

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Re: Well written! gaijinxy February 15 2008, 14:17:59 UTC
Thank you very much. After looking over the essay you have posted on your journal, that is an even greater compliment. But why ever is your journal so sparse?

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