Tuesday, August 11, 2026 : What Ginger Ale Keeps
© 安岡喜晴 (JoyShine)
Today we went to Ryu, a yakiniku place.
For drinks, we went with ginger ale.
Whenever I order ginger ale, I always remember.
It's a memory from my first year of junior high.
There was a vending machine on campus.
I always bought ginger ale from that machine.
I would hold the cup of ginger ale and sip it while walking.
On bright, sunny days, a cup of ginger ale over ice.
Even now, I remember that ginger ale.
Memories from junior high always feel a little strange.
As if that wasn't me,
as if that was some world in a dream,
Such a strange feeling.
If that boy hadn't drunk ginger ale, that memory wouldn't have remained.
And today, I drank ginger ale.
And now, I'm writing it in my diary.
Someday, will my future self remember this moment, writing in my diary?