I left Japan from Hiroshima International Airport at 8am on the 13th August 2011. Two of my best friends came to the airport (one voluntarily, one following orders) to see me off. It was one of the hardest things I've ever done.
I've never felt particularly drawn to writing about it, because I'd rather not recall the memories, but now there's a positive slant.
Since the very day I left, I knew I wanted to go back, but I'm not an impulsive person (and I have a very level-headed family who think I'm a little insane), so I waited until I'd gotten back into daily university life to decide properly. Nothing changed. I still dream of Japan now in November as much as I did in August. So I made the decision once and for all, to try and find English teaching work in Tokyo for after I graduate this summer.
It's quite a bad state to be in, but I don't live for the present right now. Everything I do is thinking ahead to getting back to Japan. And I know while I was in Japan before I didn't keep up my blog very well, but I'd really like to try and keep writing about the process of finding work, getting back there, and starting teaching.
So those are my new ambitions, and I hope you can cheer me on!
You'll get there dear. Just remember to come home once in a while to your poor lonely sister
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