Diary of a Void

by Emi Yagi

So many days and nights now gone, never to return, with nothing to remember them by.

I just hope you managed to live your life the way you wanted, to take naps when you felt like it, to know yourself by a name that made sense to you. . . .

Maybe that’s what making a family is all about: creating an environment in which people make space for one another—maybe without even trying, just naturally, to make sure that nobody’s forgotten.

Opening these books as an adult, I couldn’t shake this feeling—like they just might help me get away from where I was now.