nihonville and j-po nostalgia

my relationship with nihons and nihonville has been somewhat strained since... well... since millenia of hard feelings were passed to me in utero.

oppressors rarely get it, and nihons dont know no different. my bitter quips about colonization are always met with puzzled silence or something akin to 'youre not a slave and im not a slavemaster.' thanks for the update.

but my soulmate just happens to be a tokyo-bred half japa, which complicates things. j-po thinks im overly analytical and nostalgic, but shes the real softy, deceptively packaged in an exquisite wild dragon lady veneer.

ive long maintained that i let my insecurity sabotage our level 1 love. she is conspicuously silent on the matter. now that shes back in japan, seemingly lost forever, i lament our many missteps.

all said, reunion 2006 was a wonderful success. she was her typically guarded self, which i took personally for a couple seconds. then whisky and wine and the absurdity of tokyo took us back to that familiar place without pretense. and it just so happens that i really enjoyed tokyo, nihons and all. oh babycakes, you are missed. (see fotos here)