If I hadn't sent that photo, it would have been over forever
I have a friend who goes out of her way to come to Kyoto and enjoys traveling and eating around the city with me.
She is more than a dozen years younger than me and works in the beauty industry. She is a go-getter so popular that it's hard to get an appointment with her.
Of course, she has a boyfriend, and there is no romance between us.
She is a super precious friend who has no hidden agenda and with whom I can talk about anything honestly.
I almost lost such a friend during our last drinking session.
For the first time in three years, I felt like I had lost control of my emotions.
Over a trivial disagreement, I got heated.
Thinking about it now, it was 100% my fault.
If I had apologized that day, her Kyoto trip would have been an even more wonderful memory.
In the end, communication was cut off for two weeks.
I felt pathetic for not being able to be a gentleman, which made me feel even more depressed.
Even though I've written many times in this NOTE that "honesty is the best policy" (lol)
When I reread the diary I wrote,
I felt encouraged even while smiling bitterly, thinking, "You're actually saying some pretty good things."
With just one email,
I've had many people end their relationship with me forever.
Especially when I was a company president, a single misunderstanding sometimes led to a lifelong parting.
That's exactly why I sent it this time.
I didn't want to end the friendship.
At night, I researched stylish shops around the Imperial Palace that my friend might like.
In this area, even if I weren't there, a woman could enjoy herself safely on her own.
I found a shop that looked like a small Italian bar.
Without saying anything, I just sent her a photo of it.
I just added, "A shop I discovered today!"
Then, what came back was,
"That's so stylish! If it's okay with you, Yorimichi-san, please take me there next time you go."
With those words, the lump in my throat vanished. 😊
She's not my girlfriend.
We don't share any other friends.
In a thin relationship, it would usually be over by now.
But with just a bit of honesty, a future where we can laugh together again has returned.
Honestly, I thought it would never go back to how it was.
Even though she's not my girlfriend and we've never even touched hands,
there are "places in the heart" you only realize you've lost once they're gone.
With one photo, I was able to get it back.
Truly, if I hadn't sent that photo, it might have been over forever.
I saved my own life with my own diary.
The importance of being honest.
I think I'll keep writing about it, after all. (lol)