Damocles Goes to School

After a couple of bearable flights, New Year at the Miami Airport, and 13 hours of naps and snacks somewhere on the stratosphere, I’m back in Tokyo. My room is a complete mess and homework’s not yet done, but I’m not planning to solve any of these two issues anytime soon.

So what are the results from this unexpected trip to my homeland?

1. The 16MB SD card that came with my digital camera mysteriously disappeared. I’m glad it’s that one and not the 2GB one I bought recently. *Update: as I’m writing this, I stick my hand in a forgotten pocket of one of my multiple bags, and voilà!*
2. I left my contact lens provisions for one year at home, which means I’ll have to buy lenses here. Fortunately, they’re not that expensive.
3. I got a weird haircut. If you’re mean enough you can say I look like Edna Mode.
4. I met a Canadian guy who lives in Yukon and does dogsledding. I loved the accent. Great company for a lonely New Year; you never know where you’ll meet interesting people.
5. Love proved to have survived distance and time. This one is very important!
6. I’ve fallen into this desperate need to write. Things in my mind must be sorted out one way or another, and believe me, there is so much stirring up in here right now.

Et cetera.

This morning I wanted to sing, but then I remembered I don’t have a guitar in Japan, so I promised myself I’d go to Ochanomizu as soon as I settle down at my new residence. That is if I don’t get sent home in April. Could anyone move this sword away from my poor little head? I’m tired of adding “… if I don’t get sent home in April” to each and every sentence I utter or write. One more thing calling for written relief.