It Was What We Japanese

Sometimes," He Sighed, "i Think The Things I Remember Are More Real Than The Things I See.

A Mouse Who Wishes To Fool The Cat Doesn't Simply Scamper Out Of Its Hole Whenever It Feels The Slightest Urge.

In The Instant Before The Door Opened, I Could Almost Sense My Life Expanding Just Like A River Whose Waters Have Begun To Swell; For I Had Never Before Taken Such A Drastic Step To Change The Course Of My Own Future. I Was Like A Child Tiptoeing Along A Precipice Overlooking The Sea. And Yet Somehow I Hadn't Imagined A Great Wave Might Come And Strike Me There, And Wash Everything Away.

What An Unbearable Sorrow It Would Be, To Realized I'd Never Really Tasted To Things I'd Eaten, Or Seen The Places I'd Been. What Life Would I Have? I Would Be Like The Dancer Who Had Practiced Since Childhood For A Performance She Would Never Give.

My Tears Simply Broke Through The Fragile Wallthat Had Held Them, And With A Terrible Feeling Of Shame, I Laid My Head Upon The Table And Let Them Drain Out Of Me.