a super short n sentimental read that also happens to be one of my favorite books of all time. i don’t want to say too much about it (to maintain an element of surprise n whimsy), but it contains two different stories, with both touching upon processing grief and finding joy in the mundane. i love the way yoshimoto writes, with such an appreciation for the details in the world around her.
if you end up reading this one, i’d love to know what you think <3 happy reading!
