I asked my husband to put new batteries in the kitchen clock. He had to stand on the piano stool to reach, so he pushed it over with his foot. I swear I'd seen him do it just that way
At the supermarket, I was trying to decide which cash register had the shortest line. Two middle-aged women in kimono walked past me. On said to the other, "He ruined himself." I wondered what
she meant, so without thinking I looked around at her. And I swear I had seen someone in a kimono standing just in that spot before.
Near the the crosswalk outside the subway exit, people were collecting money. There had been an earthquake somewhere, maybe in the Middle East. An older man in a very nice suit started to argue
with the people collecting money. I don't know what about. But he lost his temper and upset the collection box. I had the feeling I'd seen just the same scene before.
Three boys were standing in the shadow of a pedestrian bridge. Not talking or moving. They looked eerily familiar.
Our son lost his kanji workbook again. Usually he ignores me no matter how I scold him, but this time he burst suddenly into tears and ran to his room. More than anything, I was mystified, so out
of character was this for him. And yet I felt that I'd seen his face look just like that once before.
The lights outside the pachinko parlor in evening, and the disconsolate crying girl sitting right out front: hadn't I seen her there before?