A bear hug

Since I started work, I started to take a train.

It was a culture shock to me since I never be close to somebody I don’t know. Seriously, the station stuff literally squeezes people to pack the train. Somebody’s shoulder is just above my face. When the train shakes, you really don’t have to hold yourself coz you just can’t. There is no space to even step. This morning, it was worth. I made myself getting an empty seat, so I fall asleep right after I sat. Then, a guy in front of me suddenly dropped towards to me, and I’m sure I felt touching “it”. Ew….Even now that I am writing grosses me out.

This is the day I decided to get reserved special seat no matter how much it cost.

What I did not know for a year.

77 cash card…this is only one Japanese card that I have. My financial resource. In order to get cash, I went the bank in Ginza. There are lots of efforts involved with this action. The bank close at 5, need to get done with my work before 4 to get there. I wonder how many times I failed to just get there. Then….My friend just told me that I could use any ATM machine to get cash with the card. How stupid I am. I have always been. Anyway, there are way too many occasion which you need some cash in your hand in Japan.


I lost my dog when I was 12, my grandma passed away 5 years ago, Inabasan passed away 2 years ago. And kenji-san is gone now. Since he was my pare rents good friend, I was not so close. But they were the reason I got to know JICA. They are so open-minded and pursue what they wanna do over the money. So cool. Knowing how they met in Paraguay, I just longed for it maybe I can find somebody who has same dream. I liked Kenji-san’s parenting as well. He seems to try to raise Remo a decent boy, with no bias. I am sure he is a grown up, hiroko-san count on. Men. Good people always die too early.