How I Found Sanctuary Living in a Japanese Teahouse
Above all, the teahouse was a room of my own, the first I’d ever had.
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One reason I fell in love with Japan is the way each season is embraced and celebrated. Living here has changed my view of them—and of myself.
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I wanted the most information possible and thought I had nothing to fear. Then my mother began to lose her memory.
You’re in the city, but you aren’t. You don’t have to spend any money. No one’s asking about your documentation. You don’t have to do much at all except for exist, and open your eyes.