Nöjd blir man väl sällan. Jag får inte till den känsla jag vill ha, och jag vet inte hur jag ska göra för att lyckas med det heller. Det är frustrerande.

I want the world to stop.

Listening to that song always makes me miss Japan. I listened to it so much when I was in Osaka, and I literally just wanted the world to stop. I just wanted to stay in Japan. I was stressed out about school, but everything was still perfect. I was happy, in a way that I haven’t been since. The brisk spring air, after spending three months in a hot and humid Vietnam. Meeting a friend I hadn’t seen in about 10 months. Sleeping in a bed with a real bed cover, not just a thin sheet, and being able to cook food in a kitchen once again. It was like coming home, but in a country that I had never been to before, that I had dreamed of visiting for many years.

What do you do when you’re sad? You look at your pictures from Japan, and think about how lucky you are to have actually travelled to such an awesome place.

Osaka 1912

if anyone’s interested hehe

I miss Japan, and I miss making a mess in Osaka.

Dotonbori

Sushi in Japan is gooooood.