Trains

 “I like trains. I like their rhythm, and I like the freedom of being suspended between two places, all anxieties of purpose taken care of: for this moment I know where I am going.”
― Anna Funder, Stasiland: Stories from Behind the Berlin Wall

Today, we learned how to go to our school. It's two trains away to Omotesando from where I currently live. We took our placement test and had our orientation as well. The test was kind of tough, given that I haven't been practicing my Japanese in months. Hopefully, I get placed in a level close enough to my target. It rained today, so we weren't able to walk around our school. Too bad, since Harajuku and Shibuya are near.

I'm getting used to walking a lot here. It's becoming therapeutic, especially since I feel like I left a big chunk of myself back at the Philippines. Some lose ends were not taken care of, and I'm left with ideas of what could have been. Still, I wake up everyday with optimism. That in time, everything will have its closure. Sometimes, I think that the non-existence of closure is closure itself. Maybe there's a greater reason why some things end as they did. Maybe those kind of endings make way to new and different kinds of beginnings. 

I cannot wait for school to start. I cannot wait until I'm busy again. That way, I don't have to worry about these kinds of thoughts. Or at least, I don't need to think about them for a while. For now, I'm going to spend my free time trying to know my neighborhood. The other day, we found a small shrine nearby, and I'm looking forward to visiting it once  the weather clears up.

from my little corner,