I’m thinking about it more and more seriously… about living at least one year in Japan, studying Japanese.
My family tells me to wait until I’ve actually been there for a while and I suppose they got a point – but anyway – it feels so right.
I think I’m a little bit afraid. What if I don’t like it there – where do I belong?
I don’t want to be anywhere else.
And as I told my friends at the pub today; right now I’m in a situation in life where I’m free to do whatever I want. Nothing can hold me back, so why should I fear or be held back by laziness.
When I visit Japan, I won’t be alone in flesh, but I will be alone in mind. I understand that now. I don’t blame anyone. How could I. It’s a little bit ironic. It’s how it always have been. It’s sad, but true. I will adapt (as my dear friend Seven Of Nine says… ^^).
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