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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