Things I Haven’t Done in a Year
My host mom took one look at my outfit and, with a confused and shocked smile, asked in utmost politeness, “Is that an American style?”
It’s the Thought that Counts (but Give It Nice Wrapping, Please)
But if these weren’t enough gifts for you, don’t worry: many people also give gratitude gifts every six months in December and June just to thank people for existing.
A Mourning Dove on the News
I silently noted the tiles on the sidewalks, the salty flavor of miso soup, the glimpse of a persimmon tree behind the chapel.
I Was Wrong About Late Nights
Sleeping in feels more like some sort of sin.
The Cheapest Thrills Are Aged like Fine Wine
We heard rumors of a massage chair in the lobby.
I Cracked the Grandma Code with Chocolate and Rice Balls
When at first someone politely declines your chocolate or tea, try, try again—but sneakier.
If a train could teach you the meaning of life…
The trains will go regardless of whether or not I am on them.
Fourteen Miles in Tokyo
The air on the platform is heavy under the city. The train arrives in a pungent, metallic breeze. No seats now.
Be Nude, Not Rude
The first time I showered in the public space, my entrance came as no surprise to anyone but me.
The (Non-)Contradiction of Belief and Unbelief
Doubt and faith, though mutually contradictory, can be gently held together.
