Not to be confused with what was going on in the DC Universe.
It’s strange to me that one year ago today I was sitting on a plane on my way to embark on a wild and crazy adventure in Japan; and now I’ve lived here for a year and it feels so right, like I’ve always lived here. I’m trying to remember if I had this same feeling when I was at school…but honestly, it’s not coming to me.
I don’t think I’m going to settle here for the rest of my known life. Don’t get me wrong, I’m really enjoying what I have here, but there are a few idiosyncrasies about Japan that as an American really bother me.
I just thought I would post about it ‘cuz I didn’t want this day to go unmarked.
One year ago, I was full of apprehension as I returned to the apartment, expecting to find either a brash American, or a super quiet Asian chick who will come out of her shell with a bang. I found a stranger who was sleeping behind closed screens, and who refused to leave her room til she was sure I wasn’t in the common room. She rocked.
Now wait a second, I just waited until I knew you were awake! There’s a difference! Daggers!
happy japanaversary ;P
Damn right you’re not settling there for the rest of your (known?) life..! I guess you could live there for your unknown life, but wouldn’t that be awkward..?