Japan

Sometimes I feel like I’m sitting all alone at the bottom of a well.

I flicked off my flashlight, leaned my back against the damp, dark stone wall, and closed my eyes as the rain pattered overhead. Something was running through my mind, but I couldn’t grasp what it was. One thought would link to another, which in turn would link to still another thought. That chain was bizarre somehow, though I couldn’t say exactly

The reason every item must have a designated place is because the existence of an item without a home multiplies the chances that your space will become cluttered again.

The scene is filled with a painfully beautiful tension and sense of presence. The instant I saw this scene I knew Ikiru was a film that had to be viewed with utmost respect.

There is no escape from your own subjectivity.