I was coming home from work the other day on the bus (...damn I need a car...), half-drowsing, when suddenly I heard familiar chatter. Japanese chatter.
Didn't try to listen in or anything, but still it was kinda cool. I haven't heard a lot of Japanese chatter out in public since I moved out here. It was kinda comforting, yet at the same time made me kinda melancholy. Because it reminded me once again how far I am from "home."
But... where is "home" anymore? I still don't quite feel like it's "home" here, and yet... "home" isn't back with the folks anymore either.
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