Reflections of Watching My Dad Die in Tokyo
:: Oct 7, 04:45 PM

After three years as a salary-woman, I never fully felt that I digested my father’s death. I quit my job in April 2009 and set off to China and Europe. These are excerpts from the journal that I took with me to Beijing, Copenhagen and parts of Italy.

Part I: The Look of (Unconditional) Love

Part II: Humiliated in Tokyo While Naked

Part III: Pink Phlegm Bottle

Part IV: The Move

Part V: The Right Things