Why are you here? Laundromats are dangerous.

I’m at the laundromat. This is the closest place and nicest, you know? But last week and the week before that too, some guy stole my underwear. They haven’t caught him yet so I can’t leave it here while it’s washing.

Someone once said life is like a jigsaw puzzle. From our best memories to the horrible experiences we want to curse fate for are all irreplaceable pieces of our lives. A lost ticket, a dress worn in December. A stain from an ink called “Blue Hour.” An intimate moment on a winter beach. A Mars rover with your name on it. A pop star your own age. Dreams that never came true. Failed romances. Those who drifted away. Even those fateful mistakes, are they filling up my picture?

日本橋 (1987年)