Author: Olavia Kite

I have about a week to take two extremely important decisions:

1. Should I go see Billy Joel in concert this November?
1. The answer is pretty much ‘yes’, I’m just waiting for some sort of push to get my act together and buy the ticket.
2. Where am I heading for the winter holidays? I know I’ll spend a couple of days out of Japan, with or without company. My current destination options are:
1. Thailand
2. Singapore
3. Korea

Shouldn’t you be thinking about more serious things, like how to become better at Japanese in order to pass the exams and what university to aim for?

We’re forced to think about that every hour in the hour, so shut up.

Who installed this inner voice in my head? Where does it come from, telling me I’m doing wrong when I’m not studying, scolding me for trying to have fun instead of doing what I’m supposed to do? What is it that I’m supposed to do, anyway?

Study, study, study, says the voice.

Well, whether you like it or not, I know how to do my stuff. And right now I’m getting my camera fixed in Shinjuku.

Man, there is so much to rant about,… is this why I’m kind of avoiding the blog? The fear of endless ranting… Endless…

From b3co.com.

Not many. We rode Minori’s car in St. Louis, buses and cabs in Buenos Aires. Miami… I got to see downtown only once! I also realized I rode the Muni and the cable car in San Francisco, but not the Bart.

I’m not that keen on trains. I’d rather ride a car or a bus, it feels much more like you’re inside the city, part of it, and not in a parallel tunnelway which magically takes you from place to place. However, the San Francisco Muni did feel like a bus, somehow. Oh, San Francisco, I miss you so much!

That feeling on my feet
That itching
Aching feeling
Like hundreds of
Baby shrimps clinging
To my skin
That feeling which could be
Easily avoided
Couldn’t I desist
Go back to the blazing asphalt?

That little feeling I have
Chosen to live with
Endure
Until your eyes of horizon
Tell me it’s alright
To swim
Into the perpetual wonder
Of your then present
Heartbeat

Waking up on a weekday and having no homework, no paragraphs to memorize, no kanji to practice, and no need to hurry feels weird.

Suddenly the mind has empty spaces, and those empty spaces start filling up with memories of the food you used to eat, the ones you love and miss, the weather you were used to, the texture of your own pillow…

Which is why you must strive to reconquer those invaded spaces with new sights and experiences. After all, when you go home, you will miss this place too.