わたしとわたし

I and I

I have forgotten everything, and arrived in this world. This self is not alone. I am with myself. Now, I and I are here. I journey with myself.

The Bud

Maybe I would have died back in third grade, at eight or nine years old. Thinking that, a strange feeling sprouted toward this life that had been extended back then. A feeling that was tender, grateful, like a guardian saying, “You’ve come this far.”