About This Blog
しじまの間に
ことばがこぼれ落ちる
その光を集める
In the hush between stillness
Words slip and tumble
Gathering that light
I’m an anonymous traveler―no name, no profile picture―just a curious soul drifting between Europe’s misty mornings and Japan’s quiet temples. I’ve felt the cobblestones of Bern underfoot and watched maple leaves settle on Kyoto’s temple steps. Each moment whispered a story that insisted on being told.
Here, I gather those stories. They’re not grand essays or polished manifestos, but small, honest snapshots: the thrill of a train racing past Mount Fuji at dusk, the laugh that bubbled up when my French café order came out all wrong, the hush of snowfall in a Swiss village. I publish them because these fragments refuse to stay hidden; they’re invitations to pause, breathe, and notice the beauty in life’s cracks.
What You’ll Find Here
- Fleeting Impressions: Rain-soaked postcards, half-remembered melodies, midnight conversations under lantern light.
- Unexpected Lessons: Simple truths born from missteps, lost tickets, and surprise kindnesses.
- Wabi-Sabi Reflections: A practice in finding perfection in imperfection, light in the fractures.
Why I Stay Unnamed
Because these are not stories about me. They’re reflections of your own curiosities and stumblings—universal moments that bind us whether we’re under Swiss clouds or Japanese lanterns. Anonymity frees the words to stand on their own, inviting you to step into the spaces between.
Every post is crafted with care—pared-down words in search of a rhythm that feels alive, a whisper rather than a shout. This is a place to honor the unfinished, the imperfect, the genuine.
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