My Japan-conquering time has drawn to an end. I haven’t got the total day count yet because I’m behind on updating photos but it’s more than 150 for sure.
It still seems hard to believe that I have to leave already. It feels like a really long time and simultaneously very short.
Sitting here, eating the last of my yoghurt and surrounded by my bags, almost ready to leave my rather empty cave, it feels very strange.
Going back to Singapore, friends, family, hot humid weather, less communication issues, all that amazing food I’ve been craving, to my last term in SMU, to my internship, to where I was born and grew up.
Leaving Japan, country of my dreams, my boyfriend, my pseudo-home here in Hiyoshi, Keio University, the weirdass television commercials/programmes/anything on Japanese television really, the places that have become my haunts, the roads and trains that have become so familiar I can ride them almost unthinkingly, without stress or worry unlike when I first arrived in Japan and every train ride was a mini-panic attack of what-where-when-huh.
Leaving more than things and places and people but also experiences and feelings. It isn’t so much that I don’t want to go home but, more like I don’t want to leave this one.
I have many things to be thankful for on this stay in Japan and undoubtedly, I have learnt and seen so much. Have I been changed? Yes. Definitely. There was much I have longed to do or see for years and I feel fulfilled in having finally done them.
It’s been amazing Japan. Even when you were being an anal-retentive ass, it was definitely uniquely Japanese. I’ll come back again some day, see you when I see you.