焙籠住進家裡的那天開始下起了雨，我每天都會走到窗邊，一邊聽雨、邊想著到底什麼時候雨才會停。今天是香菇雞湯的味道。 高雄的家是住戶密集的大樓，每一棟距貼得很近，鄰近用餐時間，總有各家菜香輪流提醒鼻尖。就…

In the past, when writing and posting at the shop, I would first set up a tea ceremony. While brewing and drinking, the words would chatter and jump out, accidentally growing into an article (which I would then revise until late at night). My home in Kaohsiung doesn't have a tea table, and the equipment has no place to be put, so it's all packed up tightly and tucked away in the corners of various cabinets. Without setting up the ceremony, over time, I even lose track of what they are...