Before the Coffee Gets Cold
I bought this book yesterday in a nostalgic impulse. I didn't think I'll read it so soon, but last night after I went to bed early, I woke up around 0200 and then couldn't go back to sleep. So I decided to read this book.
It's pretty heartwarming. I was able to imagine the scenes being played out in my mind, despite not having watched the movie yet. I was reading the English translation, and yet I can clearly imagine the Japanese phrases being uttered with the Japanese mannerisms. It's almost as if I became the spectator in the café as it's unraveling in front of me. I think it was a pretty good substitute of what I was missing (or rather craving) these days.
It seems to me that the time traveling in café is akin to dreaming about the past, where one gets to relive the moment, and maybe make the amends without causing any side-effects. I don't think I ever had such a dream, but it would be nice to have such a dream. Although, in real life, I don't think I wish to make amends, that ship has sailed long time ago. Now I've to just face the consequences of my actions.
I hope you find it worthy of your time as much as I did.