Blogger’s Note
I started blogging circa 2004. Apart from my slightly poor grammar skills then, my mind was very different at the time. And this cringy writing style went on for about 5ish more years. I threw away majority of my previous journal entries out of shame š . But some made it to the cut, like this one, just something to laugh at or roll eyes with.
Fast Forward to Year 2016 >> I decided to keep this post because it’s something I’m sorta proud of – moving on and living life. But before I turn you over to the drama behind this jump, I’ll let you in a glimpse of one of my other homes – Tokyo, Japan. š
Despite my excitement for the Okinawan experience, I still found myself getting sentimental suddenly on my so sudden move to Okinawa. Probably early next month (which is kinda next week already), I will fly to Okinawa for a new project.
What I donāt know is the lifestyle in Okinawa, if itās the same here in Tokyo. My colleagues told me that itās really very nice to live there. Itās the city minus all the hustle and bustle that they donāt like here in Tokyo. The rush hour.. no itās the āI donāt careā pushing in the trains during rush hour, the fast-paced walking, the traffic, the cold winter season (for some of them maybe but I love it since we donāt have it in the Philippines)… well thatās just some of the things they donāt like.
I canāt say anything unlike-able here in Tokyo since I just love almost everything here, not just in Tokyo, I love almost everything here in Japan. I donāt know, I love all the advancements. It really amazes me.
When I got here I was brokenhearted, I went back and forth to and from the Philippines and got my heart broken again and again (it was a really long and complicated journey).
But hereās the thing, when I got back and got my heart broken for the last time, I felt lighter already. In the past months of mending-the-broken-heart process, it was really hard for me. I wasnāt able to appreciate that much the beauty of this city because I was having setbacks. I was thinking of my sucky love life waaaaay too much and trying so hard, pushing myself to be happy with my life here. So Kawawa.
It was a light feeling, because, when I got back again carrying a devastated heart in pain, I also had with me that armor of ultimate acceptance. So there was really a big difference. I went out and embraced the cold. And faced the ārush hour pushingā with a big smile on my face.
I just begun loving Tokyo, and the people I got to hang out with. They are those who made my stay here uber enjoyable. Friends. I will surely miss them.
Anyway, itās not the end of the world yet. I believe that my friends here and I will meet again sometime. Besides, going to Okinawa is closer to home.
What excites me is, aside from the beautiful beaches and the absolutely exquisite place it is, is that itās cheaper there. So I sure hope that my savings will materialize!
Maybe Okinawa is the best place to start over. Maybe Iāll fall in love in Okinawa. Or maybe, Iāll fall in love just WITH Okinawa.
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