Japan

Despite the fact that we had come on this trip together—even if it was only a two-day trip—I felt as if the person moving steadily away from me, Sensei, was a stranger.

I might think I can’t take it anymore, that I can’t go on anymore, but one way or another I get past that.”

And I tried to imagine how I would feel if Rosa and I, a long time from now, long after we’d found our different homes, saw each other again by chance on a street. Would I then feel, as Manager had put it, pain alongside my happiness?

And it was the kind of thing that loses the most important nuances when reduced to words.