Lately, whenever I happen to see pictures of Tokyo, I get really heavy-hearted and sad. It seems ridiculous, because I have so many happy memories of that place that should make me smile constantly. But sometimes, it's exactly those memories that make it so hard to accept that I'm not there. That I can't be there.
I feel stupid for whining, because I have an amazing life here, great family and friends, and a lot of security and stability.
But at least the last two I am willing to risk for another chance at living in Tokyo again. Maybe not forever, maybe not even for long.
But right now, it's where I feel like I belong.
I really hope it'll have me again someday.
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