Today was payday, which means it's party time for all the foreigners who've had to sit at home with a candle lit eating instant ramen 'cause they broke. I did not partake in these activities. Instead, I aired out my apartment ('cause it was about 22C today (it's supposed to be 6 tomorrow!!)), then went to Starbucks and drew and read some of that Japanese book. I'm almost done with that 'Cherry Blossom Voice' story. It's the longest one, and I've had a very nice love hate relationship with it. Then I took a little tour of the area on the other end of my apartment. Not a long one 'cause it was about 9 PM, and I'm dumb and get lost easily. I found a shaddy Chinese food restaurant, and a take-away Italian place. Possibilities for future eatings.
I think I might be in the middle of a mid-life crisis. A quarter-life crisis? An eight-fifteenths-life crisis? Whatever. I think when I don't have immediate goals/things that I must fulfill that I become easily lost and listless. I have to work on that. It's not that I don't have goals, but perhaps there is no way to check the progress on them. Who knows. I surely don't.
Got a call from one of the women I taught in Kyoto today...as I was cooking dinner no less. It was a nice chat. She gave me dating advice, and made me want to visit her and her family down in the south. I really do miss them a lot. On the same island, and yet still so far. Oh well, eventually we shall meet. Whether it's in Yokohama, or in Kyoto isn't decided yet, but somehow it'll all work out.
Tomorrow is a holiday...Vernal Equinox or something like that. Whoo-hoo.
On that note, I leave you with this: