Saying goodbye isn't easy for most and i guess i haven't really had to do it.
From September on wards, there's a new person every month coming to
visit. Looking into the person's eyes and wondering if this is going to
be the last time i'll see them turned out to be a dumb feeling for me because everyone is coming over. Despite that, i am good with goodbyes because i like new
beginnings. But you don't want to be one of those people who have had
too many. If only we could all be like clean slates following up with
what came from the very, very beginning. The only true beginning that
we all have. If only I could lead a life where i've only ever had one
beginning and felt like that was all i needed. In reality, i feel like I
could do with more and i know i've had about two already. This will be my third. I wonder what kind of a person i'll be like when
all these people come to Tokyo. I mean, who knows how much I could change
in a couple of months? I'm less and less closed to possibilities as i
grow older. I expect the unexpected because that's what generally
happens.
It's a foreign feeling ( no pun intended ) seeing the friends you've known your whole life establish themselves in a foreign city. When they point directions to you, let you in on all the secrets only the locals know, when they can speak the language. You see them in a whole new light because they are a new person, essentially. They are a new person in this new place. They've got a new life. I felt this when i saw my friend Sheridan in New York. She explained the Manhattan street system like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Half understanding it, i could only grasp how clear it was to her and how this could only be to a person who lives there ( or if you just understood those kinds of things seamlessly of which, i do not ) The Melbourne in her was now a foreign city in itself. I guess this is how people will feel about me when they see me in Tokyo. Half local, half foreigner.
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