bleahhh;
the last hurrah
& Sunday, June 4
we cant not return, despite everything. (that is so stupid and meaningless, i cant believe i wrote that.gosh) so here we are again, trying to cope with the huge impact of crashing back to ground zero after reaching an all-time high. here we are again, trying to store every single moment into the lump of gray matter, because it was so darn i-almost-cant-stand-it FUN and nice.
cant say i wanted to come back.
cant say i didnt.
mixed feelings; no regrets
it's interesting how everyone's different. it's scary how everyone's hurt, and too wrapped out about ourselves to see that others are hurting too. it's AWESOME, the reminder that teachers are humans and instructors are CRAPPY. it's intriguing how such a wonderful country exists, how the people live their lives day in day out, and i know none of them, nor they know me. it's mind-boggling how vast the universe is, how beautiful the stars are, how people can understand japanese, how everything works the way they work, how people do the things they do.
i left my heart earring in japan. maybe more, i have no idea. nothing else tangible, that's for sure.
warty fingers. stinging eyes. dry lips. hurting knees.
DARN.
oh, who can forget the GREEN STOOL (:
goodbye
11:43 PM