Am I yelling at myself?
When I curse whomever put this life on hard mode?
Me, who always selects easy or easier whenever possible
Was it me who selected this life for me?
The vibrance of the land
The brilliance of the Sun
Was I simply ment to come here and discover them like a world unseen?
There’s so much nothing in my life
I value my alone time
But it loses value when it’s all I have besides the hours I sell my body to a corporation for little profit
Really, none, when you consider hours spent versus actual pay
I lose time, health, and gain almost nothing
We’re in the countryside
Going down a road with no lanes
This is acceptable
We just crossed Hastings
Ah Hastings
Immediately transported to the place
There are so many of the same roads
At the location, so different
I want to experience more
I want to go back to Japan and experience more
My inability to explore in places I can’t communicate
But I learned all this language
So much that it is as much a part of me as my mother tongue
And now I only use it to keep myself able to speak it
To no one
Did I really choose this?
It seems very unkind
Perhaps I was unkind before this life
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