|My lovely Nishikawa blanket|
I'm moving house.
Along with being in Japan for three years, and loving Tokyo, my work and my life here, I decided I should be stable for a little bit. I'm exhausted of moving around the country and now that I've found my stride here in Tokyo, I'll stick with it for as long as it keeps me.
When I moved to Tokyo over a year ago, I saw it as a last little stint of fun before starting real life. What was meant to be a temporary situation (a shared house, freelance work, long nights out) turned into well, real life. Suddenly the nights out were replaced with quality time spent exploring the city and with my favourite people, and writing turned into something that not only makes me thrive, but that defines my life and career.
Naturally, I'm seeking more peacefulness and stability, and I grew tired of sharing a house (I promise some juicy stories once I'm out), so I decided to move on my own. I am saying good bye to Shimokitazawa, a neighbourhood that I loved so much, and trading it in for a change of scenery. I'm moving to a lovely area called Hiroo, which is filled to the brim with cute little cafes and cake shops, a large park to go running and within walking distance to some other great areas such as Ebisu and Azabu-Juban (and ahem, Roppongi, but I won't be found there). It's the smallest room I've ever seen, but it's adorable and I'll make it my own.
I'm moving in a few days, and I'm looking forward to discover a new area and have a fresh morning routine.