bowl of misua

remembering something silly

titleyotsuba&!, kiyohiko azuma

whenever i talk about my grandmothers, i feel like i always talk about them with a heavy heart, but it isn’t always so sad and so heavy. sometimes, when it’s funny and silly, like whenever i see the word “atmosphere.”

my grand-aunt, auntie sol, once received a love letter in her younger years from a suitor named ben. it goes:

dear sol,

the atmosphere of understanding must once in a while prevail, for without it, our relationship will be ruined.

love, ben

it’s such a widely known letter amongst my closest family members that whenever we see the word atmosphere out in public, it’s like a bell rings in our mind and we all recite it without fail.

just now, i saw the word atmosphere floating around my twitter feed and was reminded fondly of this love letter and my grand-aunt who shared it with us.

missing someone who is no longer here is always so painful. i always end up crying whenever i think about them too much, but sometimes, it’ll be funny. sometimes, it’ll be silly. i think those times outweigh all the times i wish i could phone heaven to ask my grandmothers a question.

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a song as always.

something lighthearted for a change.. i’ve been rereading yotsuba (again) in an attempt to uplift my mood. it works a bit. i still have the biggest crush on mr koiwiai for some reason.

i also recently read gachiakuta, ichi the witch, and daemons of the shadow realm!! ive been on a manga roll lately so phone usage is up once more but i learned to just stop caring.. at the end of the day i am happy reading manga >:P

i hope you are all doing well!!! it is so hot in the philippines now i am in a constant state of being a melted pile of goo