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| 白檀 / 木蓮の香立て / 共にTemu |
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| 白檀香 / Temu / バード・ホイッスル / Amazon |
The other day, while walking through my neighborhood, I overheard a couple out on their day off talking about how they’d be getting a bonus this year.
It seems that young people these days don’t even know what a bonus is, and they were talking about it with such surprise and delight that it warmed my heart to think our country has finally begun to emerge from a long, long period of darkness.
It made me realize, for the umpteenth time since I was first taught the concept, that this is what the feeling of “Oldman Ship” is all about.
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| Sandalwood / Temu / Bird Whistle / Amazon |
As I packed their items into bags, they spoke with a look of wonder yet quiet joy, their cheeks flushed with a youthful, refreshing glow, saying that they felt their superiors at work had high expectations of them.
Even if I keep responding with silence, they insist with that strange, gentle look in their eyes, “No, you’re surely forcing yourselves. There’s no shame in being true to yourself. Be braver.” But I always shrug my shoulders slightly inside, thinking, “That’s just you guys; other people are different.”
I just smile wryly and think, “What you’re clinging to is just a ‘true self’—not the ‘true self’ that lasts forever, but simply a ‘true self’ based on a misunderstanding from the very beginning. And there’s no ‘true self’ destination waiting at the end of that ‘true self’ path.”
Also, claiming to be “just as you are” is pretty brazen, isn’t it?
People who are mistaken—who insist that being “just as you are” means putting on a show, lying, or putting on airs—talk until they’re blue in the face, while those who quietly adopt role models and do as they please are hunted down with a fierce glare.
It has to be “just as you are.” It has to be ‘just as you are.’ ‘Just as you are,’ ‘just as you are,’ ‘just as you are’—you say that because department stores have better quality, right? Because department stores have better quality, you keep saying ‘just as you are,’ ‘just as you are.’
You’re saying that you don’t need to change a thing and that you’re fine just as you are.
We make various changes along the way as we identify our shortcomings and determine what’s necessary at each moment, but you lot just stay exactly the same, claiming, “This is who I am”—it’s the height of audacity.
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Long after I’ve already left,
“I’m fine just the way I am,” and make no effort to change.
I find the audacity of those who, without being asked, barge into the forward-looking field of vision of people who are quietly enjoying what they find wonderful—dressed and behaving as if they were still in kindergarten—and declare, “This is what a high-quality human being looks like,” to be utterly shameless.
I find their audacity to be utterly brazen.
It is precisely these people who, when they see young people rejoicing over bonuses—saying, “Wow, this is amazing, I’m so happy!”—and seeing us feel happy for them, can only think, “That’s just because you’ve gotten old.”
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| Jasmine incense / Incense burner (with a ceramic tripod base) / Both from Temu |
But whenever that time of year rolled around, I’d find myself feeling a bit giddy and happy, even though it had nothing to do with me.
I suppose it was a sense of admiration for those who had chosen a different path—one where bonuses were a reality—and a feeling for the warmth of the economic currents that flow through society.
I still believe that was a very important asset during my youth.
Later, bonuses ceased to be the norm; the era when three months’ pay was standard was forgotten, and one month’s pay became the standard bonus amount. The very word “bonus” faded away, and a long—far too long—and painful era enveloped our society.
The joy of being tired from work, that intellectually fulfilling sensation of moving toward that wonderful sense of exhaustion that awaits after preparing at home.
When you know such things, whether you’re a young adult or a teenager, there must be a refreshing, dignified quality—a kind of “old man-ship” that is, at its core, friendship.
Like a gem I unwittingly acquired at the start of early summer.
To me, the scent of that gem is the scent of flowers.
Well then, I hope you have a wonderful Sunday.
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| Jasmine Scent / Temu |





















