i got an email a while ago that referenced a post i made to chanpon a couple years ago about the Japanese holiday, kenkoku kinenbi, "national foundation day". i had completely forgotten about the conversations with my mother that i relate in the essay, and it made me sad and proud to read her words again.

there are definitely times i think about not blogging anymore. i've had an online presence since 1997 or 1998 when i put up my first geocities site. remember geocities? ha. but then a few days later i always find something i'd forgotten about. even a tiny little entry can so vividly call to mind the afternoon sun slanting through the window while i sat eating a sandwich at the keyboard.

and i think, i can't lose this. i don't want to live in a world where these moments are lost to me. i always thought, i'll remember the important things. and that's true.

it's the unimportant details that now seem so sharply, achingly precious to me.