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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