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Was it the wind that carried away my old name?
There's no path back to the homeland I've left.
If you try to make me out in the distance,
You won't be able to - farewell, my friend.
I'm sailing away and time is carrying me
from shore to shore, from shallows to shallows,
farewell, my friend.
I know that someday, from the far shore of the distant past,
the nighttime spring wind will bring you a sigh from me.
Look around, look around; isn't there something left after me?
Ugh now I'm crying again, haha. (Here is the Russian song for those interested: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k98wVFVdnic)
As for me, the Toast got me through a job that I hated, but which required a lot of emotional labor to the tune of pretending to love it (even when I was quitting my boss made me say it wasn't because I didn't like it!); the first two years of the hot self esteem eroding morass of grad school; and the general disjointed, lonely feeling of being in a new city where it's taking a long time to make new friends and you start to wonder if maybe it's you and you're just not likeable. The Toast always made me feel likeable and valued and like I belonged and the things I felt were all okay.