“Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.”
I spent my last days in Toyooka city packing, making several trips to the post office, and walking leisurely around the neighborhood I came to love for the past eleven months.
My walks had led me to undiscovered shops; I wish I had gone to. Indeed, there is still a lot to see in this place; more people to be friends with. “I wish I had more time”, I thought. It’s funny now recalling the way I was at the beginning because every day for the past months, I was looking forward to visiting big cities during school breaks. Though it seems like something is wavering my decision to move on, I couldn’t stay more. I have already set a clear picture of what to do in the next months.
Came my last day, I awoke to the distant gentle hum of lawnmower cutting the grass. With all my stuff with me, I went straight to the station. It was only when I was boarding the train did reality finally begin to sink in. I am leaving – leaving my schools, my students, the people I worked with. Zannen!
I arrived in Hiroshima the next day full excitement – my first day without thoughts of work. Still sleepy and tired from the overnight trip; I took every opportunity to check as many places as I can and the visit to the local onsen relaxed and prepared me for the next day’s adventure.
Fast forward - my first day in Tokyo was no special day but it did give a sense of excitement about what lies ahead. I was beaming with enthusiasm about checking the places I used to visit, meeting old friends and loved ones, hiking. I have my reasons and I am all set for a new life in the city.
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