I miss the thunderstorms of Touhoku

I miss the simplicity of being able to get wherever I wanted

I don’t know if that would change with my illness now

But I miss the way the clouds rolled in over the hills

Sometimes rain came

Sometimes the skies just grumbled for hours

No doubt the physical representation of how our Earth feels of us

I miss 梅雨 and weeks of rain

I miss 台風

Couldn’t remember how to spell the English word so you get the Japanese deal with it

I miss spring and how everything was pink and delicate

I miss Japan

The place

I don’t know if I miss the country

God I wish I could go home

See 岩手山 standing ominously off in the distance

I miss you other side of the Earth

It’s so crazy that I could be right here and yet somewhere completely different

I’m near in comparison to literally anything else in space

Earth you’re fantastic

That I could miss somewhere so completely

I never missed here

I don’t know why I feel attached to some place I’ve only lived 10 months out of my 32 almost 33 years

I wish to see the other side of the Pacific ocean again

It’s a pipe dream at this point

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