Living in a foreign country, on a long term basis, many people suffer from pretty bad home sickness. Some even move back to their home countries within a few months, due to the culture shock.
Being around signs you can’t read, watching television programs you can’t understand, and just the everyday difficulties of communicating, can take a huge toll on you mentally.
I consider myself a pretty strong person and have a solid state of mind but I too, go through waves of home sickness. Recently, my home sickness has been pretty bad.
Last night, I was thinking about home and all the family and friends I left behind... and how awesome it would be to move back to Los Angeles.. Maybe get back into a comfy office job, grow my 401K again, and coast through life, until I was retired.
BUT THEN, something happened .... I backed my car into it’s parking spot and stepped out of the car. As I stepped out, I kicked something kinda hefty on the ground.
I kicked a perfectly shaped RICE BALL sitting on the asphalt.
I immediately busted out laughing... and I thought to myself, “..only in Japan could I ever step out of my Civic Type R and nearly smash a RICE BALL someone dropped...” . LOL
After that, I felt a bit better about where I am, where i’ve been, and where I’m headed.
Japan is indeed a pretty special place to live. How can I ever be sad about that ?
Thank you for cheering me up, random rice ball. Thank you very much. 🍙 #TypeRTuesday #38SpeedJapan