Taste of staying in London

The sense of taste seems to be still out there, sharper than before, and can freeze the story. Somehow, many life stories stop at that period in London...

I have to think about it, as I write and write, why there are no mentionable moments recently. Gradually, in the busyness, I may lose the surprise of eating. But it is clear that this is the present, and the past has passed.

Fortunately, through words, I can go back to the scene, feel the thrill and heart-warming feeling at that time, and feel what the sense of ritual is. Maybe it will let me know that wonderful things can be created in this way in the future.