If there is a word to describe me, then I am perhaps a blur. For one, the world seems to be getting more indistinct every day. Maybe I just need to wear my glasses. Maybe clarity has become elusive like love. The will to focus on things is overwhelmed by a sense of immediacy that forces me to do a million things at once. Someone called me an "idea prostitute" because I am a walking contradiction. The truth is, I am a slave to my compulsions. You would think focus comes with age, nah....
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Gracey, HOW IS LIFE?
Am back to Japan after 2 weeks of wonderful and interesting and full of warmth Europe with my parents. It feels so nice to have so loving parents like I do. Unconditional love and care.I already miss them so much, and I just got back to my place in Tokyo. I start to wonder again, WHY am I here in this country all alone while my family is back home? I guess this is life or maybe it is just me who mistakenly cannot see a definite deadline to the Japanese experience and thus gets panicked...
Mihai,
I don't feel the warmth in this side of Europe. The days are getting darker and I have yet to meet a Swede with a sense of humor. Maybe there is no end to your Japanese experience. You will marry a homely Japanese girl and your days will be a long march to Roponggi along with the sea of dark suits.
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