Chapter 51 cozy feeling (1)

5. A sense of comfort But Manuela doesn't care about the small steps of Japanese women, she cares about other things. "The Rosen woman made a fuss because she didn't have a pair of lights," she said. "Really?" I froze for a moment, then asked her. "Yeah, it's true," she replied, "but everything comes in pairs because they're afraid of missing out. You know one of my wife's favorite stories?" "Don't know," I said, fascinated by the high point of our conversation. "During World War II, her grandfather, who stored a lot of stuff in the cellar, made it easier for a German to find a spool of spool to put on a button on his uniform, so he saved the family's lives. If there hadn't been this If the spool, it may not only be his own sigh of regret before he dies, but his family will also die. Believe it or not, in the closet and cellar of her house, everything is in pairs Yes, will this bring her luck?" "Can we see better in the room because there are two identical lamps?"

"I never thought about that," I said. "To be honest, we focus too much on the interior." "How?" Manuela asked. "Repeated countless times, like the Arden house. Doubles of lamps and vases on display over the fireplace, identical armchairs on either side of the sofa, identical nightstands on either side of the bed, and various A similar bottle…” "What you said reminds me of one thing, not just lights," continued Manuela, "the fact that there are no two alike in Mr. It’s such a pleasant feeling.” "How comfortable?" I asked. She thought for a moment, frowning.

"It's as cozy as after the holidays and we've had too much to eat. I think about the time when everyone's gone... My husband and I, we're in the kitchen and I prepare a small serving of fresh vegetable soup, put the raw The mushrooms were cut up and eaten in soup. We had the feeling that everything was calm after the storm.” "We are no longer afraid of missing, we enjoy the present moment of happiness." "We think it's natural, eating, isn't that what happens?" "We can use what we have, nothing can compete with it, feeling after feeling."

"Yes, we have very little, and we can use a lot." "Who can eat all kinds of different things at once?" "Even poor Ardern couldn't do it." "I have two identical lamps on my two identical desks," I said to her as the thought occurred to me. "Me too," Manuela said. She nodded. "Maybe we're sick from taking everything too far." She stood up, gave me a kiss, and went to Pallier's house to work as her modern slave laborer, and I sat alone after she left.On the opposite side is an empty teacup, and the residue of the nuts in the platter is left on the table. Because of the greedy mouth, it is chewing with its front teeth like a big rat.Changing the way you chew in your mouth is like tasting a new dish.

I pondered silently, savoring this ill-timed conversation, had anyone ever tried to understand a maid and a porter, chatting in between breaks, about the cultural connotations elevated by interior decoration?You might be surprised that little people can say such things.They prefer stories to truths, anecdotes to definitions, images to ideas.But that doesn't stop them from being philosophers, so is our culture afflicted with emptiness that makes us live with the anguish of absence?Can we enjoy our wealth and some sensual pleasures whenever we are sure we can enjoy more?Perhaps the Japanese understand that people taste happiness because they understand that happiness is only fleeting and unique, and besides, they can weave their own happy life.