Welcome to the moya-moya moratorium; feel free to stay for a while.
The blog is called what it’s called because the feeling “moya-moya” seems to go hand-in-hand with moratoriums. I came across the term moratorium back in my IB psych class, where it was used specifically in the context of an adolescent’s questioning of their own identity before adulthood. As for “moya-moya” (もやもや), it’s a fun Japanese word meaning something along the lines of “hazy”, “fuzzy”, or “gloomy”. It’s pretty appropriate for what this blog is about too, considering how much anime loves coming-of-age stories.
I am no longer an adolescent, but having named myself “moyatori” (more because names are sadly limited when you’re using a free WordPress domain), I am still in a minor existential crisis. Well, that and the fact that Moyatori sounds like a pleasant little bird (｀Θ´). You can call me Moya, by the way~
I’m an anime-loving human studying at UBC in Vancouver, currently working on a major in English literature. Like a good Asian kid, I was brought up with anime and have been into some show or another since Inuyasha was on TV back in my home country, Taiwan.
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