My new friend.
If you look closely, you can see a reflection of a nearby vending machine.
One of my plants has begun to sprout additional vines. I never expexpected it to do so well, considering it was a ¥100 shop find.
It’s been really, really cold recently. According to the calendar, it’s not yet winter, but it’s hard to tell when stepping out of the house each morning. Also, it’s really hard to get out from under my fleece blanket, dressed, and out the door. The one saving grace is my favorite scarf: a pink knit infinity scarf bought a few years ago from Forever 21. Needless to say, it has seen better days… However, it is still very warm and comfy so I’ll keep wearing it until it falls apart.
I got an email from an old friend the other day. I haven’t spoken to this person since around this time two years ago. When I opened that email, I remembered many things that I haven’t thought about in a long time. Reading that message, I started to compare who I was back then to the person I am now.
Two years ago, around this time, I was in Japan. In those two weeks abroad, I learned so much about myself, and started on the path I am on today. I met many wonderful people who helped me reflect on my life and encouraged me to try new things. I think that if I had continued as I had been, I would probably be in a pretty horrible place now, with little expectation to change. I grew into my own abroad.
One of those things was going to an onsen or hot spring. At the time, I was working in the fashion industry, where the pressure about how my body looked was unreal. When I had that job (though it payed well and had lots of hours), I was under a lot of stress and in a dark place at times. I remember when I had to disrobe in the communal lockers, I was so shy about my small breast (I always wore push-up bras with loads of padding) and lack of make-up. But being surrounded by women of all body types who were unabashed about their rolls and wrinkles, I felt something change in me. No one judged me, no one stared at me, and I judged no one in turn. I just sat with my friend (naked and just as unabashed!) and talked about the differences between America and Hong Kong in Japanese. I haven’t been worried since.
About six months later I quit that job.
The person I am now knows what is important in life (to me), what I want, and has no problem saying goodbye to those who don’t respect me as an individual. I plan to spend my life with like-minded friends, doing what I love. I hope you all get the same opportunity.
I have one particular scarf that I love and get so many compliments on. This is this scarf on a macro level.
Photographed at about 1cm distance with a clip-on special lens made for mobile phones.
As you can see it has plenty of colors, metallic threads, and tassels.
These look so much like blueberries, but something tells me probably shouldn’t eat these. Someone once told me that nature betrays itself through colors, that colors that look dangerous can usually tell us if something is dangerous or not. I think she might have been talking about tree frogs, but I think the same can be said for plants.
Take this plant for example. Don’t know what it is, but I’m not going to eat it. The color of the vines are a bit off-putting. Probably is toxic, judging by the electric, putrid pink coloring. Probably doesn’t taste good either…