sudden termination of motion
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Sun Aug 21 05 / 12:56 AM

Everybody keeps asking, "How was your trip?" But it wasn't a trip, it was a year of my life. It's what I was doing when I was 25. A year of my life has been reduced to "How was Japan?", as if that question should only have a single conversational answer like "Fantastic" or "Terrible" or "Okay" and not be all of that at different times many times over.

I forget that James understands, although we have different depressions. His wants to be back in Japan, mine wants to have here what I had in Japan. Because it was only barely about Japan itself, mostly about who I was while in Japan that I don't know how to be here.

The isolation I felt in Japan was comforting, like a cocoon of clean bedcovers. The isolation I feel here is like being naked in a crowded room.



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Lisa Higgs
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