It’s been 20 years since I left Okinawa.
I was only there for 3 years, but I loved everything about it. The sea, my cheap dark wood and tatami apartment, Main City shopping mall, my yellow plate daihatsu, snorkeling on a whim after work, random awamori-fuelled nights at some izakaya or dive bar, the forests, early cherry blossoms, sunsets from cliffs that could cut your feet, endless eisa festivals that shut down city streets. All of it. Sometimes it feels like it was a dream.
Occasionally, like today, I’ll put some Begin on the stereo, flip through some old photos, and just……miss Okinawa. I know it’s slightly pathetic, but I just miss it.
by LordSn00ty