There’s this Japanese story—about a woman who loved this man, her soulmate from childhood. Her parents made her marry a farmer. She ran off anyway with her soul mate and had kids with him. Years later, she comes back to her family and says: “I’m sorry I ran away.” And they say: “What? You’ve been here the whole time, you’ve been ill, in bed.” And she meets the other version of herself, this ghost, and she embraces this woman, and they become one person. And it’s this Buddhist parable, like: which one is the ghost?
Ever since I left you I thought that in some parallel ghost world we had kids we rowed by a canal…I thought part of me would be a ghost forever, without you. I was no longer real even when I was happy. But no, all along in real time you’ve gone on being you and I’ve gone on being me and yes I really love you enough to be ghosted by you my entire life but my God I left you for a reason.
"You don’t have to get a job that makes others feel comfortable about what they perceive as your success. You don’t have to explain what you plan to do with your life. You don’t have to justify your education by demonstrating its financial rewards. You don’t have to maintain an impeccable credit score.
You have to pay your own electric bill. You have to be kind. You have to find people who love you truly and love them back with the same truth. But that’s all.”