I have said it before, but I'll say it again... I fucking love Inuyasha. It's the right combination of early 2000s anime nostalgia (taking my back to a simpler time in my own life), medieval Japan folklore, cutesy-smutesy will-they-won't they teenage love/angst, and surreal end credits with hypnotic tunes.
I watched some of it when it first aired on Adult Swim back in the early 2000s, then did and end-to-end rewatch back in 2017-2018. It was in a time after my trip to Japan, and I admit it was somehow taking me back there. It was comfort food, warts and all. Not that it's a masterpiece by any stretch, but it's fulfilling and comforting.
When I finished Inuyasha during the summer of 2018, I was literally sad -- I felt a sense of loss. I haven't been able to throw myself into another anime series since then. In fact, I haven't had much interest in any television shows since then. A lot of life has happened, which plays a role, but it also is a little painful. It takes me back to a time when I was high on life from my time in Japan and was planning a way back.
That all being said...
The sequel to Inuyasha, Yashahime: Demon Princesses, has finally aired. And I'm digging it. And it's scratching that itch. This is something I LOVE, baby!