Sometimes I feel overwhelming thanks for the opportunity to live in such a beautiful place. It's so amazing that this is my home.
Since I haven't really talked about it, here's a list of times when I'm not thankful:
When I come across a clear-cut slope.
When I hear about all the adventures my city friends have.
When I'm sick to death of the few restaurants we have here.
When I just wish a restaurant would stay open past 7.
When someone announces what I bought at which store a few months ago, and I realize that I'm being scrutinized by everyone, but most of the townspeople have more tact.
But really, most of the time, I think I have it really good. I'm already sad knowing that my time in Shitara is limited. It's the kind of place where, even if I get lost, I am happy to just wander lost. I love my job. I love the kids, even if I still don't know most of their names. I love the translations I get to do for the delegation to Samoa. I love that I get to write the English version of speeches to be presented there to the Prime Minister. I love that I can run into my drunken amazing coworkers and encorporate them into my gaijin party. I love that I get a WHOLE page every month in which I can write whatever I want, and people are actually interested in reading it. I love setting up and taking down town events. I love that I'm going to help do PR for the rural areas of my prefecture by selling tomatoes and river fish in Nagoya next weekend.
That's all for tonight. More pictures next month (that's tomorrow!) and more stories of what's up soon. Happy Halloween and Daylight Savings weekend everyone. My clock didn't change, so now I am 14 hours different from the east coast.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment