Ona Vinyamata

"I could go anywhere, do anything. It was dizzying. Suddenly, to see that the world was so large, the cosmos so black. The unbounded fascination of it, the unbounded loneliness… For the first time, these days, I was touching it with these hands, these eyes. I’ve been looking at the world half-blind, I thought."

—I sarted reading “Kitchen” by Banana Yoshimoto alone in Tokyo one May 31st, when I was her age in the time of writing it. I love it unconditionaly.