Something in which you crossed swords at the risk of your life thinking that your life was over if you withdrew there, something that prevented your heart from breaking off just in time, something that starts to ache only when you come loose. People finally notice these things after "fermentation" time. On reflection, I want to be a man who worry about "the day after tomorrow" as well as "tomorrow" also about the future. From essay, "Showa!" written by the illustrator.
"June 3 2019
from “Oriori no Kotoba” by Kiyokazu Washida, The Asahi Shimbun"