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So it has begun.
The mental realization that time here is running short has become more and more clear. People have been asking for a while if I am happy to go back home and I always have the same thinsg to say.
Yes and No.
It's never a simple one way. It comes in all of the smaller things as well as the larger ones. I am trying to imagine life in Boise where I will not go to Sakura-suisan after class on Monday to shoot the shit with friends and Prof. Ziegler so we can just boost ourselves up for the week of classes we are about to deal with. And then trying to put into focus the idea of having a Thursday where I will not lounge around campus without a class all day and then skip off to the Hub when everyone else gets out of class so we can catch the last little bit of happy hour and down a good 5 drinks each before prices hike up. It's all our ritual celebrations of being here together that stand as validations of the time and friendships we have been through together here. It is these moments that I feel validated in believing that I will never stay in one place forever. No one place is enough for me and what I have come to know as life.
It sucks. Pure and simple. It is not just Tokyo that I am leaving, but the people I have met who will shortly be spread all over the world once again.
I will be happy to be back in Boise of course, as I have missed many things and people very much. It will be nice to be 'home' again after a year here in Tokyo, but it will be sad to leave.
Such is the curse with traveling I suppose. When you love more than once place in the world, there is no one place for you to live.
The mental realization that time here is running short has become more and more clear. People have been asking for a while if I am happy to go back home and I always have the same thinsg to say.
Yes and No.
It's never a simple one way. It comes in all of the smaller things as well as the larger ones. I am trying to imagine life in Boise where I will not go to Sakura-suisan after class on Monday to shoot the shit with friends and Prof. Ziegler so we can just boost ourselves up for the week of classes we are about to deal with. And then trying to put into focus the idea of having a Thursday where I will not lounge around campus without a class all day and then skip off to the Hub when everyone else gets out of class so we can catch the last little bit of happy hour and down a good 5 drinks each before prices hike up. It's all our ritual celebrations of being here together that stand as validations of the time and friendships we have been through together here. It is these moments that I feel validated in believing that I will never stay in one place forever. No one place is enough for me and what I have come to know as life.
It sucks. Pure and simple. It is not just Tokyo that I am leaving, but the people I have met who will shortly be spread all over the world once again.
I will be happy to be back in Boise of course, as I have missed many things and people very much. It will be nice to be 'home' again after a year here in Tokyo, but it will be sad to leave.
Such is the curse with traveling I suppose. When you love more than once place in the world, there is no one place for you to live.